Leave Me Alone

To the same ex I posted about on April 10th, 2012… It’s sad I need to say this again.

LEAVE ME and MY FAMILY Alone. What you are doing, at this point, constitutes stalking, harassment, slander, and undue duress.

You have already made it so my life was impacted. I had to stop doing the thing I love the best because of you. Blogging. My outlet was taken away. All social media was taken away because I didn’t want you to find me/my family.

Why can’t you just leave me alone and go away? You’d think after 3 years you would of found someone else to dig into and harass.

Just go away.

I know I know I know

Please shoot me later… Tank got REALLY sick and dropped 10lbs in six days. Needless to say, for a week, my mind was on him… not on blogging… He has gotten much better and is slowly gaining that weight back. I’m so very glad… More to come later!

How Often Posting

I don’t want anyone to think that I forgot the blog already I should be posting on average of 1-2 times a week now. More depending on my free time… less depending on if something comes up at work or home.

As I type this, Tank is snuggled on the bed next to me sound asleep. Unfortunately his little tummy is bothering him, so he needs lots of extra TLC at the moment (and lots of trips outside to go potty). I’m also working on a project for work that is taking a little longer than I expected. Argh. I hate things that turn out that way!

A Full Circle…

So many people have continued to comment on my blog, even though I haven’t posted as of late. Many are asking where I am at in my life, how things are going, and what’s really going on. So let’s answer some of those questions shall we?

Everyone knows I went through some legal issues. I am glad to say they are now 100% resolved, over with, and done.

I am working with a nationwide organization. I am back working in a field that I greatly enjoy.

Now… Here’s something that may cause a few jaws to drop. I am now a  foster parent. Yes, you read that right. I have completed a full circle. I am now working with kids that are in the same shoes I was once in myself.

I have absolutely no contact with my biological family on neither side. I talk with none of them. This was one of the best decisions that I made for myself. I am surrounded, instead, by the family I have created. I have so much positive energy in my life now, that I couldn’t ask for anything better.

I am also back in school part time to finish up my associates degree in social science. My goal is to one day be one of the people I hated as a child. A caseworker. I want to focus on teenagers, and hope to have nothing but teenagers on my caseload.

Tank is having surgery again next month. Thank god this surgery is only in the hundreds vs the thousands. He is doing so much better lately though. I am so happy for him. My little ray of sunshine .

A post on the bio family and what lead up to those decisions coming next.

I Know What’s Important

Yes… He’s still as cute as always. Yes, he’s still as big as ever (112lbs at the last vet visit). Yes, he’s still a love bug. Yes, he’s still best friends with anything that moves. Yes, he still eats anything he can get his teeth on (don’t get me started on the diaper of a friends child he ate the other day… gross).

However… He FAILED puppy school. That’s right. He flunked.

Why, you ask? Because he wouldn’t “sit” or “down” on command. You had to have a treat in your hand, and his hips couldn’t be bothering him. That’s right, my little precious one has to be having a good day with his hips, or it takes him a full minute to sit, perhaps two or three to fully “down”. Mind you, he’s not the smartest, so you could pretend you had a cookie, and he’d do it… However, it was the length of time it took him to do it that was the problem. Because of this, they wouldn’t pass him.

That’s right. Throw a dunce cap on him, give him a snuggle, and move on .

Guess What My Friends…

I’m coming back. It’s time to bring some sunshine into the darkness… It’s time we caught up. It’s time we talked. Are you ready to get this party started?

Isn’t It Ironic?

I rarely blog here anymore. I pop in from time to time because someone asks me a question, and I want to link them to certain links on my blog. This blog is still here, because there are people who care…

And then there are those who come to visit this blog out of pure spite. Ahem.

I have a very sick, very sad ex who found this blog by being sneaky (as in going through my computer)… And ever since, they visit this blog leaving mean, hateful, spiteful comments. If I post about bad things going on in my life, they laugh and mock at me. If I post about good things going on in my life, they are spiteful, hurtful, and vindictive in the words which they say. There is no way to block them, and apparently, they get their jollies by doing this, and will continue to return no matter what under numerous different names/aliases/anonymous comments.

When I left from blogging, I said it was because this blog was doing me more bad than good… Now you all know the truth behind why I left. Why I stopped blogging.

True, blogging about the past was bringing up memories that hurt… This blog allowed me to heal, it allowed me to move forward. Even through the most painful of posts, it allowed me to get it out, understand it, and move on from it. This blog helped me more than any psychologist or psychiatrist ever did.

All that being said… I have made some absolute AMAZING friends from this blog. I have found people that are safe to share with and confide in. I have found people who care about me for reasons that no one ever cared for me before. There are people I can now turn to and not feel as though I have to sacrifice the person I am, and the person I have became.

Those who KNOW me, know how my life has turned out. There are good times, there are bad times… There are times in between. But life… is life, and it’s moving forward at the speed of sound. We never know where tomorrow will lead us… but I do know this, I am happy. Life is good.

And for the ex? The one who is so sad, so pathetic that they must continue to stalk me out years later? Please move on with your life. Here’s the 5 minutes of attention that perhaps you were looking for from me. It’s the last bit of attention you will ever get from me.  I pray for you.