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well... I am under a lot of anxiety as a mother. do I beat his ass... call the cops.... do what. I sent him this message and I am ok with the over all message.
Ive had a lot of time to think.
IF this was back in school in my day, you would have been beaten to a pulp. Boys, men... NEVER lay hands on a lady, girl, or woman. At current law, that was domestic assault and I can have you arrested. I am not interested in destroying your life but in providing a learning lesson for your future. It is better to fall than to drag someone down with you. Take that how you need to take it. It is MY intention that you will not see my daughter any more. The bruises have been documented, and if you harass her, I will seek police assistance and obtain a restraining order wich will hamper your ability to attend the same school due to distance. I implore you to learn that hands on atittude ONLY belongs in a ring. ONLY belongs in a situation to defend yourself, a loved one or your country. ONLY belongs in a ring where BOTH parties are willing to be tossed around. Learn from this experience and NEVER repeat it. I am a believer in second chances, but that will take time, action correction, honesty and most of all rhiannon's blessing.
So I got my paperwork done by three am, and am organizing the Review Show.
Ill have fifteen photographers, 16 models, and we are all very proud of this production.
All of the girls created their own designs, and all have successfully fulfilled the rehabilitation program.
I am so happy that these girls have worked so hard ... and that everything is different. When they walked through the doors, they were in trouble... self esteems lacking, and poor grades. Now, life. Different.
So this would be their Public Outings ... their introductions back into a NEWER world, with NEWER stronger versions of themselves.
It has been a long process. I am beyond honored and proud to be a part of this.
J^v^
Ive said everything but that one word.
I am out on a limb,
reaching out further onto that branch ...
clumsily reaching ... stretching ...
the further I go, the more
the limb shakes, and bows beneath me...
I have no net,
the longer, the less confident.
Nerves of steel become a matted mosh of butterfly's and worms.
Nausea
and the desire to run...
for fear of being the fool yet again.
started out to be a pissy day. Hit the dojo down the road...popped a few bucks and then worked out.... yay! But ended up fucking up with my chest and had to quit for a bit before I started in again.
I love to text.. chat and talk. And it is relativly easy to text while kickin the bag. About as easy as riding a bull in a china shop, trying extra hard not to break anything.
I quit ... came home, its only a three minute walk. Maybe a lil more.
I am a lil worried... and a lil turns into a lot. That happens with PARANOID SCHITZOS. lol. that is why they call them paranoid. A little reassurance every so often goes a long way.
I just wanted to say to a few peeps that actually stuck through it... Thanks. Your the bestest friends a girl could want. And you know who you are.
