:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::

:: Sunday, July 20, 2003 ::

Avid readers, I have a serious matter to discuss. I'm unbelievably upset right now. What has transpired to me over this weekend has made me quite possibly the angriest and most resentful I ever been in my life.

My mother, brother and I went to my mom's best friends this weekend. Her name is Donna Mann. They are so close they could be sisters, and Donna's two girls could be my surrogate sisters.

Now, a few months ago, I wrote about a situation that had occured in Richard Mann's (Her husband) family. Jenny, his only daughter, and her husband were caught doing cocaine. They have two children (Elizabeth, 7, and Mary Ruth, 2) and because Jenny and her husband (Damon) were forced into Rehab, Donna got custody of these children. It isn't something she asked for. It was agreed upon by the parties present at the intervention (Richard, Richard Jr. and Joel [Her brothers; Older and younger, respectively], Grace [Her grandmother], and Anne [Richard's Ex-Wife, her mother]) that Donna and Richard would be the best parents for the children. This saturday, I got a taste of what Donna has to go through every single night: She has to get four girls to clean up their playroom, bathe them, then get them to bed. She also to keep up with them, feed them and care for them. It's insane. All by herself. "Why doesn't Richard help?" You say. I'll tell you why: I have met evil in it's purest form. I'm not going to use this saying any more because I now know who is truly evil. I have wished pain inflicted upon only two people twice before, those being Jerry Falwell and Ann Coulter. But Jenny Mann takes the cake.

Richard makes a lot of money through his job. He gave monthly checks to Jenny and Anne. Then he found out Jenny and Damon were doing drugs, and he cut them off financially. Then Anne took Jenny's side in the fiasco, and, conviently, the plan Richard had set up for her ended in June. So she has been cut off financially. Let the retaliation commence.

When we went up there, Mary Rose was scared of me. If I entered a room, she would run for Donna. She didn't do this with Samn or my mom. Just me. Perhaps you need to know that Mary Rose was diagnosed with Genital Warts. At the age of 2 and a half. It isn't genital warts, they found out, but it is still something serious that no 2 year old should have. This bothers me because I assume that maybe one of Jenny and Damon's friends did something to her and I resemble her. I'm great with little kids around these girls respective ages. I kept the nursery at my church for two years. Also, Jenny would give Mary Rose Benadryl each night to get her to go to sleep. She would lock her in her room and turn the TV on so Jenny and Damon wouldn't be bothered while they did some cocaine

So, with that information, Jenny and Anne accused Richard of sexually molesting Mary Rose. The lawyer didn't want to fight them, and he said the best thing for right now was for Richard not to stay at his house at night. Richard cannot be alone with any of the four girls, he cannot touch them and he cannot spend the night in his own house. So for nightime, Donna has to do all of this by herself. Worse yet, because of this accusation, Mary Rose has to undergo a forensic investigation tomorrow. As Donna said, "I want to kick Jenny as hard as I can in the stomach, then grab her hair, wrap around in my fist and force her to watch Mary Rose have to undergo a forensic investigation." The doctors obviously won't find anything, but I wouldn't put it past Damon or Jenny to plant some evidence in her diaper, like a pubic hair or something.

If Jenny and Damon do this, or the doctors find something, Richard could face jail time. His own daughter set him up for possible jail time. Then, we go to Donna's church today, and the Manns have granted Jenny and Damon some time to visit Mary Rose and Elizabeth at the church, and there is not a bit of remorse for what Jenny has done to these people's lives. Even worse, Donna and Richard are so scared that Jenny will pull something else, and they do not want my mom or my brother and I to get into trouble, that my mom can't hug Richard in public for fear Jenny will accuse Richard of having an affair, Donna said (Only I know this, my brother does not) that my brother and I can't be alone with the girls because if Jenny hears about a teenage boy being alone with her girls, all hell will break loose and she doesn't want us to be in this situation.

When it reaches a point where I cannot be alone in a room or sleep in the same house as these girls for fear of Jenny accusing me of molestation, it's beyond reason any more and it pisses me off to no certain end and I want Jenny hurt. I want everything her girls and Donna and Richard are having to go through to happen to her. I want her to suffer. I want her to have to deal with fifty little girls and have to care for them. I want her to have to go to her mother's house to spend the night every night. I want someone to take her head in their hands and squeeze while they recount every detail of what Mary Rose has had to go through with examinations. I want Jenny to walk into a room and have Mary Rose run away because she is scared. I want Jenny to have to stay up all night and listen to Mary Rose cry for her mommy. I want Jenny to wake up out of her godforsaken reality and realize that she is a shithead little fuckwad who took advantage of her father and her goddamn lifestyle and take some fucking responsibility so that she can realize how much of a bastard she has been to her entire family, who I am surprised hasn't told her to fuck off and get out and just get the fuck away. I want pain inflicted on Jenny. I want her to hurt. I want her to hurt badly. And I want to be the one who does it.

I don't get this mad easily. In fact, I haven't gotten this mad ever. I am furious right now at what I saw this weekend and how nothing can be done to prevent it. My mom has told me everything, but my brother knows nothing. It is heartbreaking to see all these conditions displayed in one weekend, but I got to see it. Nobody should have to go through what Donna and Richard are going through.

The worst part, quite possibly, is that people actually feel sorry for Jenny because she no longer has custody of her children. My mom broke down at the Mann's church today during the sermon, because it was about having your life shaken with something and how to deal with it. I made sure to shoot Jenny (Who was talking to Mary Rose as if nothing had ever happend. Take some fucking responsibility, Shithead) some pretty hateful glances after the service was over, and made sure to hug Elizabeth goodbye.

Pain. I want pain on Jenny. And then I want her to rot in hell with Satan.

Current Mood: Furious
Current Music: The Smiths - How Soon Is Now

:: Nick Sunday, July 20, 2003 [+] ::