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David and/or Shawna tried to ruin my Christmas Eve. However, it didn’t work. All he/she accomplished was getting Granny pissed off. I think it’s pathetic that he/she/they would wait until Christmas Eve to try to stir up drama, but that’s Shawna’s style. She tries to emotionally hurt people as badly as she can. Her tactics don’t work on me anymore. I’d have to give a shit about what they thought for that to happen and quite honestly, I couldn’t give a fuck less.
The only reason I am writing this is because Granny asked me to do so. She said, “I want you and Jess to tell that spiteful bitch that I SAID THIS SHIT BETTER FUCKING STOP! This is bullshit! Our family didn’t have any fights or trouble like this until that BITCH-WITCH came along. She needs to grow up and stop bothering you. So does David Leslie if he’s involved in this crap too. IT’S BULLSHIT!” Anyone who knows my Granny knows she can’t stand the ‘F’ word. She only uses it when she really means it. I’m posting Granny’s warning because I know Shawna still obsessively stalks me via my blog and social networking sites despite the protective order, so this is the best means to get it to her without actually having to interact with the evil cunt and violate my own protective order.
Granny, Mom, Jess, and Taylor all read the messages. Mom is convinced it was all Shawna, pretending to be David and doesn’t even think David knows about it. Granny and Taylor think Shawna did it all, but that David knew about it. Jess and I think David and Shawna both were doing it. I want to think what my mom thinks, but I don’t. None of us think it was David acting alone. Shawna was definitely involved in the harassment, which is a direct violation of the protective order.
For those of you who aren’t Shawna, David, or know either of them you’re probably a bit curious about what this is all about. If you’ve been reading my blog for a couple of years or if you’ve read old posts then you have an idea of what’s going on. For those that don’t, I’ll explain.
I’m not usually one for holiday traditions. I don’t put up a Christmas tree or decorate my home for Christmas and I often don’t participate in gift or card exchanges. I don’t eat black-eyed peas on New Year’s Day. I don’t celebrate Easter. I rarely celebrate Valentine’s day, Memorial Day, or Labor Day.The only holidays I typically celebrate are Independence Day, Halloween, Thanksgiving, and New Year’s Eve.
I don’t really have anything against holidays or traditions, I’m just indifferent to them. Major religious holidays like Christmas and Easter don’t suit me because I’m not a Christian. However, most of my family members are Christian so I will try to get together with them on Christmas and or Christmas Eve.
Moving out alone prompted other changes and I view it as a fresh start. I spent Christmas Eve with my mom and grandparents, despite drama Shawna and/or David tried to stir up. After work on Christmas Day I went back out to my grandparents’ house and celebrated with them. I ate black-eyed peas on New Year’s Day for the first time in at least five years, probably closer to ten. I want to keep the momentum going, so I’ll make some resolutions for the upcoming year albeit a few days late.
It’s been awhile since I checked in with my personal blog because I’ve been devoted to creating and updating a webzine for bipolars. I don’t want my blog associated with it because I have learned (thanks to Shawna the Super Cunt) that people will use anything they can against you and your loved ones when they feel so inclined and want to hurt you. I didn’t want all the drama to carry over to my webzine so I have been stealth around here. I also did not want the two associated because I have been painfully honest about people and events in my life and I want to keep it secret to an extent.
I have missed the catharsis usually accomplished by pouring out my feelings and getting shit out in the open through my writing. I struggled with the decision whether to make “Reflections of a Crazy Life” a private or subscription only blog to prevent it from causing more pain and turmoil in my real life. I chose against privatizing it because that would have violated my purpose for creating it in the first place. Besides, the worst has come to light and I’m still here to tell about it… “Sometimes you gotta say, ‘What the fuck!’”
I’m really looking forward to blogging again. I’ve had a nagging desire to start again for at least a month or two, but I ignored the urge because I was so far behind and knew catching up was going to be a bitch and a half. However, I watched “Julie and Julia” yesterday and it left me with an overwhelming urge to return to blogging. Inspiration comes from the damnest places sometimes.
Some may wonder what has kept me away for so long… The short answer is I needed to deal with everything that was happening or happened and I needed time to mourn and heal in private. The wounds were too fresh and deep for me to put out there for public consumption. However, I wrote a little here and there, which I will probably post and backdate once I get caught up with all the pain-in-the-ass back-end work that needs to be done on the site. I have to get the other sites back online as well.
All has been quiet on the Shawna front the past few months, since shortly after the judge granted the protective order against her. I’ve seen and talked to my brother a few times since then but haven’t heard a peep out of her and it hasn’t bothered me a bit. In fact, the only time I’ve even given her a thought is when someone else brings her up. Her absence from my life and the resulting peace has been great. Filing for the protective order was the best decision I could have made.
I’ve heard bits about her here and there, especially during the few weeks my mom stayed with them. The only new thing I heard was that her friend Lisa paid for the DNA test and that Aiden is David’s biological son. I didn’t believe it for a second though, and neither did anyone else in my family. After a couple of weeks, Carah told me that Shawna had lied about the test being done. I wasn’t surprised a bit. Shawna is a pathological liar and has a hard time being honest about anything.
I hadn’t thought about her again until last week, when I had to give the family member she stirred so much shit up about a ride home from work. I had been around him a few times since the truth came out, but never alone, and we hadn’t talked about what happened between us so many years ago. Since we were alone he took the opportunity to broach the subject. It was highly uncomfortable, but after almost 2 hours straight of talking about it, we have come to terms with it again and we both have closure. Now our relationship can start to heal. I only hope his marriage can do the same, but she may have done irreparable damage to it by bringing up all that dead history.
I hadn’t thought about her again until last night, when I opened up an email from Lisa, one of her closest friends. I almost didn’t open the email because I didn’t want to get dragged into more drama with Shawna. Nevertheless, I opened the email and this is what it contained: