Update May 31, 2015- I initially wrote this page in Dec 2010 thinking I HAD to write about what these twisted fucks did to me. In the last 5 years I barely wrote about them. I think it is too painful for me and writing about them here anonymously will never make them feel regret for their actions and likely will not make me feel better. Maybe I will, maybe I will not. Either way I am not there YET.
“I would not have you spend five minutes with someone who belittles you, one who is constantly critical of you, one who is cruel at your expense and may even call it humour. Life is tough enough without the person who is supposed to love you, leading the assault on your self-esteem, your sense of dignity, your confidence, and your joy.” –Jeffery R. Holland
Following was written Dec 2010:
Snot Barside- Oct 2007-Jan 2010 Ex boyfriend. I was single for 2 years before meeting him. Charmer, narcissist-sociopath, alcoholic, scammer, schemer, conspirator. Sucked me in an stole everything I ever worked for in my life including my family & friends. Looking back, from the day we met he set the scene. He proceeded to slowly, carefully & methodically reduce me to nothing.
Sea Pirates Marine – Ex’s work
Constable Dimwit- Female Domestic violence cop. Allowed the charming, narcissistic-sociopath abuser to convince her he was the abused once he set the scene perfectly of course.
Bendi & Ike Dorkiday- Ex supposed friends (met them in 1999) of 11 years. She is a stalking crazy bitch. One of those people who talk behind every ones back but upon meeting someone new not only completely changes demeanor but her voice. To observe her meeting a new person or even an acquaintance was always quite amusing. Together with my ex she played both sides for her own demented revenge. Bendi is married to Ike, the nice man with half a brain that she completely controls. For all of the years we were friends her hubby had a thing for me. When he got drinking he would often call me “Babe” in front of other people which NEVER happened at any other time. At times when I was single he would offer to help with my gutters, fix stuff and firewood ( helpful friend stuff to me). He never ever made outright advances and anything closely related I simply ignored. Never ever going THERE with a friends hubby. If he had come over to help me with something it would not be long before Bendi would show up unannounced. This was never an issue of course but looking back she was always concerned even though it was never spoken about.
Bob Ratkinson- 2001-2005 Ex boyfriend before Snot above. Revenge driven, power tripper, stalker. He controlled me completely ( including raping me) until I got a backbone, locked him out and called the police. He had been seeking some sort of, any sort of revenge or way to hurt me for all of the years after I left him. He later stated to mutual friends that I ruined his career as an RCMP officer because I called the police that day to have him removed for freaking out outside the house and making threats. The “domestic disturbance” denied him entrance. (bullshit- he was accused of fondling a small child the year before I met him and I did not know at that time) At the encouragement of Bendi (above) my ex Snot approached him to double team me. 😦 He knew quite well by listening to my experiences how Bob would jump at the chance to fuck me over in some way.
Bert- My Dad, meddler, verbal abuser, judger, hypocrite, co-conspirator & egomaniac extraordinary.
Erma- My step mother. Completely whipped, no opinions of her own. Fence rider. Co-conspirator
Darbie- Sister 5 years younger. Spoiled, know it all, meddling, tattle tale brat.
Bernie- Sister 11 mths younger. Meddler, co-conspirator. Dense. In her eyes, apparently shafted middle child. Completely self absorbed. You could have an entire phone call with her and after you hung up she had never even asked you how you were doing lol!
The Nar– Ex Female landlord-once friend. Had no idea she was a narcissist until I moved in with her even though I had known her for years.
Nar’s Hubby– Nars totally whipped hubby of course 🙂
“Who are you to judge the life I live? I know I’m not perfect and I don’t live to be. But, before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean.”- Bob Marley