Are these all just another sick joke?

Haven't you had enough of rubbing things in his face yet?

"Another"? I'd like to be reminded of the rest... you think he doesn't mean anything to me now? You're really that dumb? I care about everyone who's had a huge impact on my life. All of those people have. For good and for bad. Of course he means a lot to me. It's just harder for others to see WHY.

You trampled his heart. You threw him in jail where he was beaten! every day for 26 days. I saw his bruises. We were scared for his life! and so was he. He told me how the beatings were getting worse! And his roommate was nearly stabbed to death! We did everything we could to get him out! In the end you! cost us 4800$ just to get him out! Do you really think, that after all you've done to him and us. That you should even come close! to deserving to know how he's doing?! You shouldn't even be mentioning his name!

We knew! that there was something wrong with you. But he would never give us the chance to find out. But now we know. You are a cold hearted bitch whom thought it would be funny to throw him into hell and cause huge! problems for us. You haven't even the Slightest! clue of what worrying for his life! for a whole month! was like for us. I cried every night and prayed to god that they wouldn't decide to kill him in there.

So, you really wanna know how he's doing!? Ever since he got out. He looks and seems broken and lost. He looks like a zombie. And I am torn up so badly because I don't know how to help him.

You should never, Ever!, talk too, about or see him ever again.

God help us if you hurt him anymore.

Besides, if "he" doesn't want to know this stuff, he should probably stop watching me, honestly. I think I have a good idea of who you are, and I'm pretty sure you're the one who removed your watch earlier this evening. But I'm talking about what's going on in my life, and posting things I write and (hopefully soon) things I draw, and pictures I take. If he can't handle that, then he should stop following my profile.

I'd like to know in a message, though. How is he? I tried to check in with his former housemates yesterday, turns out he doesn't even live there, so they wouldn't tell me much. If you'd be willing to tell me, I wouldn't mind knowing.

Ahh, a Mother's love. Perspective and rational thinking can't hold a candle.

Just in case you don't know the whole story, I'll summarize. Cody was terrorizing me. He was threatening to kill me, my roommate, my family any time I tried to tell him that we weren't working, that I wanted to break up with him. He would not let me leave him. He told me, once, in my driveway that he could "strangle the life out of me right here and now, and I'd be dead before ANYONE could come help me." I had a bag packed in the trunk of my car in case he came after me. I went to see therapists, councellors, they all told me the same thing. Next time he does it, and you're scared for your life, go to the cops.

So, that night, I did. I went to the cops and showed them the threats he was sending me, told them what had been happening. I did NOT ask them to arrest him. I did NOT ask them to keep him in jail. I honest to God thought that he would be let out in the next couple of days- but when you go to the police in BC, THEY decide whether or not to arrest and prosecute someone. Not the victim. THEY decided that what Cody was doing was Criminal Harassment, and they decided to charge and convict him. They put Cody in jail. All I did was tell them what he was doing. All I wanted was for him to leave me alone and let me break up with him. All I wanted when I went to the cops was for them to stop letting him threaten to kill me and my roommate because I wanted to break up with him.

What I find interesting, is that when I asked some other people who had seen him in jail, they told me quite a diffeent story from the one you're outlining. Yes, I heard he got beaten up his first day. That really doesn't surprise me. But I heard things like "lAl the other inmates don't think he deserves to be there," and "they call him the Kid. Everyone has a nickname in jail" and "They mainly play cards, watch TV and work out." Nothing about these daily beatings.

If you want to help him, though, I'd recommend
a) reinforcing what a "horrible person" I am, because it may make him feel less guilty for all the shit he did to me.
b) Getting him his car back. From what I can tell, he's not on house arrest. Being trapped in Yellowpoint hardly seems theraputic.
c) making him GO to whatever councelling his PO recommends. I don't know if she will or not (I think so) but he really des need psychological help. From my point f view, for anger and depression issues. You can choose to believe the depression issues and forget all about his childhood if you like.
d) Find him someone to help him figure out his sexuality. I wasn't kidding with my submission "You Kissed a Guy." He did cheat on me, in August, at a gay nightclub. I talked to the person who introduced them, and I talked to the guy he cheated on me WITH. It's confirmed. Being stuck in the closet can do horrible things to a person.

I am sorry for the pain his family must have gone through. Even though Cody committed a crime, I don't believe the family of the criminal needs to be punished as well. But I do not take responsibility for it. Cody chose to put his family through that when he committed his crime. I've done my crying. I've felt my pain. I'm not going to start feeling guilty again about yours.


PS. If this is Karen or Kristina- you type EXACTLY like your son, but with better spelling. Now I know where he got his odd punctuation habits.

PPS. If this is Cody- you're doing a pretty good job, but like I said. I'm done with the guilt. And if you're desperate enough to talk to me that you created this account, then I'd recommend convincing your therapist you want to talk to me, to apologize and such. Get them to call me and see if I'm willing to help with your therapy.


Oh- and just because he "seems and looks broken and lost" doesn't mean he is. I'm sure he's a little freaked out. But he'll move on. Hopefully, when he does, he'll have learned something about how to treat a person.

And as we all thought.You'd just make a whole bunch of shit up and try to play the caring realist or something.

But we can all see you are just trying to make you feel better about your self by bashing him. But we all know, we've all seen it. You are a lonely self absorbed bitch who's too stubborn to realize it.
We we're there, we had a long talk with the P.O. and he says there is nothing! wrong with him and he Doesn't need counseling.

Did you talk to him on the phone everyday while he was in there? Did you hear the things he and people in the background had to say? No you didn't. We all heard it, we all Seen! it. So don't you DARE! tell me you know what he went through. Don't you dare. You haven't a shred! of a clue.

You are exactly how he described. Proof via what's above. I'm dumb-founded at how he put up with your shit for so long. He has the patience of a Saint.

You stole him from us. When he was dating you he barely ever came to visit, barely ever even said hello anymore. He even came to visit us once in a blue moon and had dinner with us and everything. He left without saying goodbye. But he came back the next day, and he was crying because you flipped your lid at him all because he visited us! We're His! God! Damn! Family! You sick and deranged whore!

I can't even fathom on how you could ever! have a relationship. The only mistake he's ever made was that he was so stupid as to date You! You're so, Vile!

Oh and I bet those bladder problems he was having. We're because of You! You filthy Whore!

Oh and one last thing. Learn to spell the names of family members of the person you were dating for a year, Dumbass!

Ahh, it was with a C. My apologies, I wasn't sure.

Well, not much more I can say. I told you the truth, told you my side of everything, and now I have every intention of moving on... I would like to point out, though. That ya'll were the ones who made him feel so unwelcome in his own home that he moved out in the first place. You have to realize, he wasn't living with me. He was crashing on my parent's couch for awhile, because he felt like he couldn't come home. I'm glad you're being so much more welcoming to him now. He DOES need a real family, not one who gives all his stuff to his younger brother when he leaves, and doesn't let him take his own bed when he moves out.

If you like, though, I can forward you the stuff he sent me the night he went to the cops. I'd need a cellphone to send them to, but they are still on my phone. I'm not making up lies, even if it does make your life easier to believe I am.

Happy (early) Holidays. Enjoy the snow... and maybe get him an mp3 player for Christmas. I hear he needs one. Tell him I hope he feels better. :)