| | Posted by Lifeisabitch at December 28, 2010 |
I'm 16, i used to be really happy i had all i ever wanted, mother who loved me, roof top, a family that loves me, we were financially stable all that was missing was a dad but it didnt have a huge impact on me since i had an amzing step dad etc... Few years later i turned 11, it was a horrible year my mom went to prison for company fraud (dont even have a clue what she was actually judged for since their was no exact judgement) something she wasnt even guilty for, before she left she sold the house because we were leaving this country to go to another and join some family there, the bank sold my moms company which she took 20 years to set, all her hard work was lost, we became in debt still in debt, the car was gone, my uncles company also was threatened by the bank because it was under my moms name its still threatened today, my step dad left us found new wife that 24 (he's 57), no one stood beside us except for my uncle who was in debt because of my mother. 4 years later my mother was out of prison, shes traumatized, she feels violated because she was not guily, were in debt, my mom made a new company thats bean functioning for a year now but hasnt made a dollar, were in about 200,000 dollars in debt, my mom has bean working so hard to find transactions but every time one is about to happen something crashes, its almost impossible to set forth and realize a transaction if you dont have money (cant go to work if you dont buy a bus ticket), my father thinks im an obligati... |
| | Posted by Sara at December 26, 2010 |
I am Sara. I stole cars I would joy ride i taken car like Mercades Lexus BMW and sevral oher high end luxury cars I recked the Lexus. that how I was cuaght I hit a cop car. I was arested and chrged with reckles driving and grand auot theft and i was alo linked to 21 other car thefts and destruction of personal property. Before they put me in jail I was strip searched. the woman gaurd after she closes the door I would half to strip and put my clothes and ligerie in he brown bag. I was then searched and given clothes and I was I would need to wear all three pairs panties socks and bras. they told to take shower and wet my hair then They took on a long walk. to a cell to make sure i di have have sesdease of some kind and you are there for two weeks. I never wen to JV. i soent 10 years in prsion. That was on of the scarey places to be for that many years. The fear of being raped pu tin the hole solitary confinment. I got beat up once by 2 women for no reason. guess who they said sarted i did solitary confinment i was told to strip tom my socks bra and panties before I was in a room by myself. I was cold in there I was for 2 days. Strip searched again a couple becuae of a shake down. do ever got to a life if crime it si ot worth it. Nothing ever comes of it so don't do it. |
| | Posted by Liz at August 1, 2010 |
I got stopped by the police for D.U.I. and it was vilation of my probation. I was hauled in the jail thyecuffed and made tak of y shoes for a pat down then they out my shoes backon took to area where ask yous ome question about your health and they put me into holding. I called my she she couldn't bail me out so I would be there. After couple I was caleed and thetok me to the striproom and the sign the door said female officer onlyOne the woman office told get undress and take and to wet my hair but before that they isued me my clothes the told me to wear all three pair socks panties and bra after I had showered and got dress they took m down which called the long walk the man officer was nice no yelling or ordering to do things he talked and if i had any children i do one duaghter. this the embaresing part the was V crew fil ming what goes on when mother and duaghter get pit behind bars. I am mout now I nver want go back. I have quit drinking Becuase i never wan to thapen again. |
| | Posted by Otto at June 27, 2010 |
After reading all the other sad stories, mine does not seem to bad but it is for me.
I am 38 years old, a college grad that hold two four year degrees.
My parents are wonderful people, my sister is self-centered and my brother is supportive but lives a world away it seems.
I will start here with the sucky part: I was approched with a court order several years ago, I was told that I had a child and they where getting ready to turn seven. Now, I owe a ton of money for arrearages for a child I missed out on. Can't find a job to save my life, lost my house, my car, and several other things. My only friend used me for his own finacial gain, so he is no longer a friend. To make a long story short Life Sucks.
Why is the world such a cruiel and unbarrable place to have an existance? |
| | Posted by anonymous at June 17, 2010 |
*READ FIRST* - This got forwarded to me the other day through an old college buddy. I think I know who wrote this, and if he ever sees this I hope he can move on, as cold as that sounds. It's been five years buddy.
I had a pretty decent life up until my freshman year of college. Friends, supportive family, always had something fun going on. Freshman year 2005, I went to a party with a handful of friends from school and wound up hooking up with a way-out-of-my-league girl I'd known from class. We were both drunk, so was everyone. But we were both lucid enough to have a good time. She and I even spent the night together, in the morning we exchanged numbers and everything. I didn't hear back from her again and she ignored my calls; I chalked it up to a one-time deal.
A week later I come back to campus from a funeral and get arrested for rape. I guess since word got out that I had managed to have sex with the queen on the cool girls, this cunt couldn't handle the social ramifications so she went to the cops and told them I'd slipped her something and raped her. Expelled, all my credits were forfeited (so long to $30,000). Did three days in jail waiting for bail money. Wind up going back home to slightly less-supportive family. Did the court thing. Bitch lied through her teeth, and of course had the biggest bulldyke of a lawyer I'd ever seen. She couldn't even keep her bullshit story straight but since "women don't lie about rape", she won. My lawyer got m... |
| | Posted by C.A. at May 11, 2010 |
Before I met my wife, she had a pretty rough life. She was divorced with two kids from her first marriage and pregnant - living with her new fiance. One evening he beat her oldest child to death.
Her fiance went to jail and she decided to have the child but made it clear that she wanted nothing to do with her ex-fiance. As a result of the fiance's crime, she lost custody of her remaining child from the first marriage.
That is when I came into the picture. I fell in love with her and we were married. Prior to our marriage the scumbag who killed her daughter was let out of prison (he was only convicted of involuntary manslaughter, not murder). I had decided I wanted to adopt her son from that relationship as I was the only daddy the boy had ever known. We started the legal process for that and the ex-fiance decided to contest the adoption and assert his parental rights. He had not even tried to see the kid for three years and now he was claiming he wanted to be a daddy to the boy.
At around the same time her ex-husband announced he wanted to move out of state with their remaining child. So we were suddenly faced with two legal battles to fight at the same time. First the adoption and then the removal from the state.
The legal bills piled up and both cases dragged out for more than a year. We kept charging the lawyers fees on credit cards. Our one hope was to force the ex-fiance to pay the court-ordered restitution from his c... |
| | Posted by nope at March 7, 2010 |
did some stupid shit when i was drunk.. the authorities thought i was attempting suicide/ was troubled. while under sedatives in the hospital i told the girl i liked and had been hanging out with that she makes me sad.. which didnt convey the right message i supoose i was trying to send. so authorities forced us to cut off communication and now i have to go to a psychologist every week.. all cause i got drunk. |
| | Posted by youthinkyouhaveproblems? at February 16, 2010 |
im a 27yo man. i first learnt my father was a pedophile having sex with my sisters when i was 8. he found out i knew shortly after. he beat on me every day, one time hanging me with the kettle cord wrapped around my neck when i was 10. my mother fled the country with the lover she had met and took my youngest sister with her when she was 8. my eldest sister was moved into my fathers bed. she fled the country 7months later. my second eldest sister took her place in the bed. one time he got her pregnant and it was put to me by him to make the descision to keep it or not. the only time i know i deffinetly made the right descision which was NO. i feel shameful to this day that i used it to a degree as a bargaining chip to let my father know i still smoked. i was 15 at the time. i could not leave though i knew i was not welcome there and i raised myself from the age of 14. leaving my sister to that existance alone was not an option, so i stayed. ive had my nose broken a few times, fingers broken, a cracked skull even. my sister to ease her existence accepted her lot in life acted the dutiful "wife" until she grew to old for my father. this was when she was 21 and i was 19. i developed an aggresive drug addiction at the age of 21 when i couldnt handle being so unhappy with the way my life had gone so far. i was an isolated person who knew that everyone i looked at (barring my sisters) had it better than me, no matter how bad they infact thought they had it. i was smoking a 1/4 ... |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 20, 2010 |
Ugh.
My dad got taken away by the police cuz hes a drunk, and overdosed the first time I went to see him.
My sister is badly bipolar, has panic attacks and just recently got out of a Psyche Hospital.
My brother is never here.
My friends house is getting evicted, so I may never see him again.
Im bipolar and have terrible anxiety, and have attacks during school all the time, and get made fun of cuz im seen crying. I cut my wrists and tried to kill myself. My meds dont help.
My Mom is in really bad debt, and wastes all her money on cigarettes.
I know its not as bad as some, but the depression makes it feel so much worse. |
| | Posted by williamridgeway43@yahoo.com at December 17, 2009 |
How is it that a co-worker can rob my home admit it to co-workers and the police say that it is just here say? The same guy assaults me at work and the police tell me I made it up. I lost my job over this along with my home and everything I had in my life. I am now homeless and on the streets of Anchorage AK. Cannot find work, my life has been ruined and even my son wants nothing to do with me any more. I hate the justice system in this country. I have lost all hope and feel there is nothing to live for any longer. To top that the guy who robbed me filed harrassment charges against me because I asked him where my things were. I never did a thing to this guy. Even my ex=employers covered for this guys actions. 6yrs and this is how I get treated. This country really sucks. I probably would have been better off taking the law into my own hands, at least I would then have a place to live. |
| | Posted by Roman at December 7, 2009 |
I had the worse day of my life EVER. Around 9 pm i finisshed my shift. Me and my body bought MG's. We decided to "hang out" at the park. The police enforcement ended up citeing me for possesion of alcohol beverage.Im 20 years old, 2 months away from my birthday and im about to get FUCKED by the law. This type of charge is misdemeneor unless i get a lawyer i try to fight for it.
Im full time student and a full time security guard... hmm now i gotta to spend some money on my lawyer and my ticket...m-xman to mee!!!!!!! |
| | Posted by anonymous at August 28, 2009 |
I was beaten up while walking home from a party because of my race. I left my vehicle at home because I knew I'd be drinking. While I was being beaten up (probably 15 minutes and we covered a distance on foot of about 250 metres) I sort of lost control of what was going on, and I don't remember it all. A carload of drunks stopped to help me, I freaked out and got in their car, and took off in it. I crashed it into a building. I don't remember any of this, but I do remember the jaws of life prying me out of the damn car and everything after, so obviously it happened. As it turns out, there was conveniently a person in the back of the damn thing, and she got hurt. I don't remember the car stopping, driving the car, or crashing it, so I obviously don't recall her being there when I got in.
I got charged with impaired driving causing bodily harm, over 0.08 and car theft over 5k.
The police wouldn't take my statement without agreeing not to use it against me, so the two guys that beat me up never got charged.
I was angry, and depressed about it all, and I started drinking a lot (I've since quit.) My wife left me.
Friends have abandoned me because of the embarrassment I've caused them in a town of 2300 that doesn't know what really happened. People have told me off in public, and the whole damn town seems to hate me. I've been shouted at across the grocery store dozens of times from the woman in the back of the car: And honestly, I can't blame her, I'd hate me too.
I'm fighting the charges like a dog, because I absolutely believe I am not a criminal, and will probably go broke with legal fees.
Two years later, and the trial is still more than two months off, and will likely be deferred again by the prosecution.
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| | Posted by anonymous at August 3, 2009 |
well to begin i live in a town i didnt grow up in i moved here after i broke up with my girl and move in with my parents, its been two years and now my girl lives with me in my parents house we have no job a son thats about to be three no friends no money im on probation i get off next month but need 1000 dollars to complete the probation. i did some dirt before i got on this probation and i thinkits gonna catch up to me just as i hopefully get off this case. so if i can get the money im still screwed im a convicted felon and nobody wants to hire me. i dont want to sell drugs or do any dirt anymore because im tired of that life but what kind of life is this. i wake up every morning with no money and nothing to do waiting for next months food stamps because my girls family only come to see her when we have them and end up spending half of what we get. i have no credit no work history i owe money to a college and a couple other places. my licence is suspended so i cant drive anywhere without my girlfriend to take me. icant move because i have no job and no money! im stuck like car with no wheels like a bird with no wings in the desert without water i stepd in shit with no shoes. everyday ihope for something but it never comes im just an ant in an ant farm and God is the kid with a magnifying glass somebody wake me up so that i can get back to my real life |
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