Hello and WELCOME!!
I am Lady Violette and am very pleased to meet you!!
And meet my little "Buttercup"!! He is my pride and joy!! Even tho he likes to think he is a termite...'g'
This is where the charade comes down and all truth is exposed...well almost all....I got to have some secrets left..'g'
It is my goal here to help new families as they start out on their New Journey together as a FAMILY. ALL FOR ONE AND ONE FOR ALL..right? or is it?
When I was born...many of the Support groups we have today we did not have then. Then I doubt my parents would have made use of them if they had been. That is unless they offered alcohol. :(
I was born in a hospital in Chicago, Illinois, named Ravenswood(Now Merged with Illinois Masonic). At the time we lived in a suburb called Mt. Prospect, Illinois.
We seem to have spent my first 9 years in and around the area. Many of my early memories stem from Des Plaines another suburb nearby.
I was raised an Only Child, altho it was not that it was intended that way. I did have a brother named Gary Del, who unfortunately died from pneumonia while only 6 months old.
A few years after that came Sandy, who never even came home. See she was premature and in those days, Premies chances were quite nil.
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Thus it was me and my parents who seemed to love their drinking. This was not occasionally....EVERY NIGHT with the only exception being when it was Christmas Day and the liquor store was closed. My dad would bring it home by the Quart, sometimes save time and bring 2 of them. By the time I got home from school they were drunk. HE to a passout and she to FINISH the bottle and she sure did. by the time he 'came to' of course he wanted another 'shot' which she had finished...so OUT FOR MORE of same....so he could have his shot, pass out and she can FINISH another one, in the same night mind you! With this beginning I never did get to really know my father....I "claimed' my mother's sobriety after my father died. She moved in with me and I would NOT bring any liquor home ..this time I had the say..Surprisingly she had no withdrawal symptoms. *S*
As my young life went on, I wound up hanging out with the wrong groups of kids. They said I was a Juvenile Delinquent, uncontrolable...(ME?)...I could not talk to my parents...resulting in me being a ward of the court and was eventually taken away to be raised in Foster Homes. You see Thanks to my parents and their drinking, when I did bring friends home from school, by the next day I was the "laughing stock of the school". You know how young kids are. Unintentionally their jabs and picking can hurt bad...Thus I quit bringing friends home, (Those I had left), I went to their home instead to play. During this time in my 'mixed up confused state of mind', I was told by the Social workers that I was 'Looking for Love" in all the wrong places as the song goes. I did manage to have a boyfriend from out of town who came up for the summer as we lived in Wisconsin then and in a tourist town, small but full of GOSSIP. You know where the town is so small your neighbor knows when you breathe? Now as I look back, I had my own Peyton Place going on...and was only 12!( Visit my 'own' Wisconsin Page)
One site I really hang out in is The Bubbler a Wisconsin forum...for advertising and just plain chewing the fat...
I was threatened into submission by the son of one of the local rich folks...and of course HE would never do anything wrong would he??? To this day I think his parents "bought" the people who decided I should go to foster homes. Money talks you know? Well in his case, his parents should have taken some action then as he has since been arrested for rape many times....even as we are older now his pattern still remains the same. Fortunately he does not know me now but I sure know him....I came out of this as a
ISURVIVE.ORG chat, forum, getting thru...a place to go in need..
DANCING IN THE DARKNESS
Dancing in the Darkness website serves as a safe haven for rape and sexual abuse survivors to share their thoughts and fears as well as words of hope and courage for others like them.
FOR PARENTS AND LOVED ONES OF THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN ABUSED
ANGEL SURVIVE Chatroom, forums, general support....
It was after I had become a 'ward of the court' that it had been discovered that I had Scoliosis
and was introduced to the University of Wisconsin hospital.
In the interim, many things had happened to me. Such as getting mixed up innocently as it was with an 'ex mafia' member who had made a bet with the 'bosses' that he could not 'make it' in the 'real world'. He was a true ladies man, learned that part very well indeed! HE even had the girl's mothers wrapped around his finger! HE got his way by threats. HE had been in a major city and with his enduring charm got several of us to work in his businesses for next to nothing.
these were legit businesses not that he was. taxes to him? not!..he had us to cover for him. IF not our faces met his fist. It didn't take much either. Just one little thing to go wrong and wham! He tried it on me once, i guess the look I had scared him or something, as he never did it again to me. But the other gals got it regular. finally thanks to the help of one of the gal's father, me and this one girl got out of 'the company'. Never to look back again.
The years have passed but I know he knows exactly where we are.
Before and after the above episode, there was a 'relationship' I am sure many of us have had. Where we just can't get 'him' out of our mind. well there was a 'him' I was plumb nutz over. He really had an effect on me. yet again there was the violence. we had been living together. he had been the only one working back then. On his way home he would stop in the bar and get smashed (drunk). now with this Indian, when he drinks peppermint he gets mean. come 7 or 8 pm in he comes, looking for a fight. at that time I was on pain meds..darvon to be exact. I got to the point where I took them to dull the senses so I wouldnt feel it when he got home. Once his beatings had landed me in bed for a full week. Then during that time he actually came home drunk and beat me in bed! THAT was the last straw! His mother had been there and when she left she had got in touch with her other son and he had moved me back home where I would be safe and sound.
After the big city event we ran into each other again in another town. the 'spark' was still there.
But this time the trust was not there. HE blew it. But curiousity got the best of me, we went out and then I met the WIFE! so now he lies AND cheats too!?
that last time broke me completely off him....finally huh?
All of this has resulted in me turning inward. I am no longer an outgoing person as once I was. Trust is not in my vocabulary anymore. Now I just want to live my life, try to find a happy medium somewhere. Sure I watch Oprah, she makes tons of sense, just trying to do it is something else. First step for me now is to try and eliminate some of this pain...inside and out..'g'
We all have our secrets, finally at long last I am able to release mine:
*Vi's Secret Exposed
Medscape
until I get a new page for this one..'g'
Many years later I was to meet a very 'charming' young man fresh out of the Palmer Chiropractic college, who was to be my
Chiropractor
Before you move on, please think about signing Petition to strengthen laws toward preventing and protecting against Domestic Violence
Having 'been there' myself I am on there..join us???
Thank you!!
Remember Nicole Brown and OJ? Lest we forget:~
This is so darling isn't it?? Adopt one for yourself, or many other lovely items for adoption at Ice Dreams Palace...
what is the weather in Lake Geneva??
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Hello and WELCOME!!
I am Lady Violette and am very pleased to meet you!!
And meet my little "Buttercup"!! He is my pride and joy!! Even tho he likes to think he is a termite...'g'
This is where the charade comes down and all truth is exposed...well almost all....I got to have some secrets left..'g'
It is my goal here to help new families as they start out on their New Journey together as a FAMILY. ALL FOR ONE AND ONE FOR ALL..right? or is it?
When I was born...many of the Support groups we have today we did not have then. Then I doubt my parents would have made use of them if they had been. That is unless they offered alcohol. :(
I was born in a hospital in Chicago, Illinois, named Ravenswood(Now Merged with Illinois Masonic). At the time we lived in a suburb called Mt. Prospect, Illinois.
We seem to have spent my first 9 years in and around the area. Many of my early memories stem from Des Plaines another suburb nearby.
I was raised an Only Child, altho it was not that it was intended that way. I did have a brother named Gary Del, who unfortunately died from pneumonia while only 6 months old.
A few years after that came Sandy, who never even came home. See she was premature and in those days, Premies chances were quite nil.
Thus it was me and my parents who seemed to love their drinking. This was not occasionally....EVERY NIGHT with the only exception being when it was Christmas Day and the liquor store was closed. My dad would bring it home by the Quart, sometimes save time and bring 2 of them. By the time I got home from school they were drunk. HE to a passout and she to FINISH the bottle and she sure did. by the time he 'came to' of course he wanted another 'shot' which she had finished...so OUT FOR MORE of same....so he could have his shot, pass out and she can FINISH another one, in the same night mind you! With this beginning I never did get to really know my father....I "claimed' my mother's sobriety after my father died. She moved in with me and I would NOT bring any liquor home ..this time I had the say..Surprisingly she had no withdrawal symptoms. *S*
As my young life went on, I wound up hanging out with the wrong groups of kids. They said I was a Juvenile Delinquent, uncontrolable...(ME?)...I could not talk to my parents...resulting in me being a ward of the court and was eventually taken away to be raised in Foster Homes. You see Thanks to my parents and their drinking, when I did bring friends home from school, by the next day I was the "laughing stock of the school". You know how young kids are. Unintentionally their jabs and picking can hurt bad...Thus I quit bringing friends home, (Those I had left), I went to their home instead to play. During this time in my 'mixed up confused state of mind', I was told by the Social workers that I was 'Looking for Love" in all the wrong places as the song goes. I did manage to have a boyfriend from out of town who came up for the summer as we lived in Wisconsin then and in a tourist town, small but full of GOSSIP. You know where the town is so small your neighbor knows when you breathe? Now as I look back, I had my own Peyton Place going on...and was only 12!( Visit my 'own' Wisconsin Page)
One site I really hang out in is The Bubbler a Wisconsin forum...for advertising and just plain chewing the fat... I was threatened into submission by the son of one of the local rich folks...and of course HE would never do anything wrong would he??? To this day I think his parents "bought" the people who decided I should go to foster homes. Money talks you know? Well in his case, his parents should have taken some action then as he has since been arrested for rape many times....even as we are older now his pattern still remains the same. Fortunately he does not know me now but I sure know him....I came out of this as a
ISURVIVE.ORG chat, forum, getting thru...a place to go in need..
DANCING IN THE DARKNESS
Dancing in the Darkness website serves as a safe haven for rape and sexual abuse survivors to share their thoughts and fears as well as words of hope and courage for others like them.
FOR PARENTS AND LOVED ONES OF THOSE WHO HAVE BEEN ABUSED
ANGEL SURVIVE Chatroom, forums, general support....
It was after I had become a 'ward of the court' that it had been discovered that I had Scoliosis
and was introduced to the University of Wisconsin hospital.
In the interim, many things had happened to me. Such as getting mixed up innocently as it was with an 'ex mafia' member who had made a bet with the 'bosses' that he could not 'make it' in the 'real world'. He was a true ladies man, learned that part very well indeed! HE even had the girl's mothers wrapped around his finger! HE got his way by threats. HE had been in a major city and with his enduring charm got several of us to work in his businesses for next to nothing. these were legit businesses not that he was. taxes to him? not!..he had us to cover for him. IF not our faces met his fist. It didn't take much either. Just one little thing to go wrong and wham! He tried it on me once, i guess the look I had scared him or something, as he never did it again to me. But the other gals got it regular. finally thanks to the help of one of the gal's father, me and this one girl got out of 'the company'. Never to look back again. The years have passed but I know he knows exactly where we are.
Before and after the above episode, there was a 'relationship' I am sure many of us have had. Where we just can't get 'him' out of our mind. well there was a 'him' I was plumb nutz over. He really had an effect on me. yet again there was the violence. we had been living together. he had been the only one working back then. On his way home he would stop in the bar and get smashed (drunk). now with this Indian, when he drinks peppermint he gets mean. come 7 or 8 pm in he comes, looking for a fight. at that time I was on pain meds..darvon to be exact. I got to the point where I took them to dull the senses so I wouldnt feel it when he got home. Once his beatings had landed me in bed for a full week. Then during that time he actually came home drunk and beat me in bed! THAT was the last straw! His mother had been there and when she left she had got in touch with her other son and he had moved me back home where I would be safe and sound.
After the big city event we ran into each other again in another town. the 'spark' was still there. But this time the trust was not there. HE blew it. But curiousity got the best of me, we went out and then I met the WIFE! so now he lies AND cheats too!? that last time broke me completely off him....finally huh?
All of this has resulted in me turning inward. I am no longer an outgoing person as once I was. Trust is not in my vocabulary anymore. Now I just want to live my life, try to find a happy medium somewhere. Sure I watch Oprah, she makes tons of sense, just trying to do it is something else. First step for me now is to try and eliminate some of this pain...inside and out..'g'
We all have our secrets, finally at long last I am able to release mine:
*Vi's Secret Exposed
Medscape
until I get a new page for this one..'g'
Many years later I was to meet a very 'charming' young man fresh out of the Palmer Chiropractic college, who was to be my
Chiropractor
Before you move on, please think about signing Petition to strengthen laws toward preventing and protecting against Domestic Violence
Having 'been there' myself I am on there..join us???
Thank you!!
Remember Nicole Brown and OJ? Lest we forget:~
This is so darling isn't it?? Adopt one for yourself, or many other lovely items for adoption at Ice Dreams Palace...
what is the weather in Lake Geneva??
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