the stupid need to pat myself on the back

[galaxygoddess]

I have FINALLY posted something new! yeay me!

It's a little odd and I experimented with the pacing and style a little. I'm not 100% thrilled about it, but it's something dammit!

Well, it's still under "pending" but I'm just happy I posted something.





OK, now for what you all probably really want out of me, news.


I forget where I last left off… so I’ll recap:


August 29, 2007 my ex tried to kill me. My back was broken, sternum crushed, and my ribs had come apart.

I was in surgery 6 hours, the hospital 5 days, I could not walk for 2 weeks and I was on a walker and back brace for 3 months. I have steel rods, pins and screws in my back. I got off the brace and walker the end of November right before Thanksgiving.

I was divorcing and trying to get a restraining order, etc etc,

I have since decided it was best to not go back to my old job. I hated it there. My boss was a creepy pervert who devalued my work.

The entire time I was thinking I was divorced, that everything had gone through and everything was fine. I had my lawyer give my ex a notice that if he didn’t get his stuff by January 5th, I was shipping it all to Hannah Home. January 6th, it went.

January 7th I get a call from my lawyer saying that the Judge threw out my divorce based on the fact I was trying to press a restraining order. HE claimed I was in no immediate danger.

January 14th was a horrible god awful day. My ex called and threatened mom and me and said that he was going to come get me. He said that according to the judge I was still HIS and that he had every right to me.

We called the police; they came over since they’re right across the street basically. He calls while they’re here claiming that *I* called HIM and that he has a recording of me. The cop asked him to produce it and he hung up on the cop. Phone rings again, the cop answers again, this time it’s a woman whose voice I recognize as his sister. The girl is talking so loud the cop is holding the phone several inches away from his face.

She starts claiming to be my ex’s lawyer. The cops calls her out on it, saying she’s calling from his phone, she says she’s calling from her office, the cops says, then why are you letting him call from your phone? Again they claim I called HIM. She starts demanding to talk to me, cop says “if you’re really a lawyer, you know I can’t do that” she starts cussing him out. The cop is trying SO hard to be professional, but he’s starting to laugh.

By time she starts screaming “I’ll have your badge, I’ll report you!” He’s laughing too hard to keep a straight face.

I tried to call my lawyer, no answer. I get the mail, there’s a letter in my mail from my lawyer saying that if I don’t fork over $664 right now, regardless of how I have to come up with the money(yes that’s how they put it), they’re not doing another thing to help me, including take my calls.

I was so upset I wrote it on my deviantart journal.

The next day, I called them back and fired them. The police told me I could take a warrant on my ex. Well, because of some various issues, we can’t immediately. Meanwhile I’m on the phone with domestic violence getting legal advice.

Next thing I know, I get these messages from my ex:

http://galaxygoddess.deviantart.com/journal/16505752/#comments

Well, guess what? I went down to the Police station the next morning. There is a warrant.

Since I swore out the warrant I have not heard a thing. I kinda wish his family would call and cuss us out and let us know he’s been picked up, so we can laugh in their faces.


Meanwhile, I’m trying to focus on my stories, trying to make something of myself.

 

[voluptuary_manque]

GG, you're back! We were so worried. Are you healing physically? Did someone save your doggie. We want all the news.

 

[galaxygoddess]

other than some aches and pains, (oh and the huge scars on my back) you really can't tell there's anything wrong with me. I can dance again, and I can run and lift stuff. No back brace or walker any more, and I'm currently looking for gainful employment while trying to write.

I lost my dog

We finally gave her to a no-kill shelter. Per their agreements, I'm not allowed to find out who eventually got her. But, since that time, all the puppies that were in the litter have gotten vicsious mange. My sister had to put her dog to sleep over it.

I got me 2 little beta fishes, after having a few rows with the pet store of poor quality fishies. (if these two die, they're just getting flushed, tired of that pet store).

My ferrets are causing me some concern but I can't afford to take them to the vet. 2 of my ferrets are loosing all their hair, and the 3rd one sleeps way too much. he never plays any more and they're scaring me, but until I get a job, I can't help them

My computer exploded.. I mean literally fell apart in a mass of wires. I was havign to rewire my computer some times daily to make it work. I actually got donated a computer. now that I have a reilable computer again, I feel like I can write without loosing all my precious work.

 

[Guest]

I feel for you, and I am worried as hell. Advice is free and if it was any good it would not come from everywhere, but I will repeat something I said before. I think it is dangerous to engage him in conversation, even if he calls. He does sound completely insane. He probably can turn into an angel in front of the judge.

If you talk to him, answer to his emails and comments, he could take that to court and a judge might see it as a brawl.

Also, have you considered that the person in Myspace might not be him? There are enough losers in the Internet capable of reading your story and answering as if they were him. you probably are sure, but it crossed my mind as I read the deviant art journal.



Maharat

 

[voluptuary_manque]

Well, on the whole the news is good. It could be better . . . but then it could be a lot worse. We keep praying for you.

 

[DesertPirate]

Welcome back! I really hope things continue to improve physicaly. Now to get the real problem under control. I wish you all the best.
x12

 

[TheeGoatPig]

Every day that you are alive, well, and away from your Ex, I am happy for you

I wish you luck in finding employment as well

 

[rgraham666]

So good to see you again, beautiful.

Sending strength and positive vibes your way.

 

[jomar]

Good to see you GG. I second what rob said.

 

[christabelll]

(*(*(*(*(*(GG)*)*)*)*)
A Survivor. Yep. Thats what you are.
I am so sorry about your critters. You can - call local rescue agencies and ask them if there is a free pet clinic for your ferrets. Poor things. Sometimes they will help you if you work out terms before you see them. Sometimes volunteering a few hours a week or month is all they want or need.

I am glad to hear that you are improving so well, recovering remarkably quickly from horrendous injuries. Your Scars are a tribute to your strength of will to survive and keep living.

Work is coming... something right out side your current perview and not so far from home. Its somewhere to the right of your front door... (sorry I suck at specifics)

And writing. Yes writing. So glad that your muses have returned and help you feel more whole after all the sufferings and losses that have occured.

Keep strong darling. Use the system as best you can. And Write a letter back to the assinine judge about how his behavior has cost you what little safety you have managed to erect around you.

When I first arrived here, a young woman had been brutally assaulted by her husband... nearly killed her. She had gotten all the restraining orders, all the proper paper work, was filing for divorce etc. WHen it came time to renew the restraining order the judge refused to grant it (I forget why), but long story short, the MF followed her out of the court room, then outside, then in front of god and every body assaulted her again but this time it was far worse. He sprayed her with charcoal liter fluid and set her on fire. She Survived that too.
The judge was temporarily removed from the bench and the MF was finally tracked and beaten down by the police and put in jail for most of the remains of his unnatural life.

Now the only reason I shared that horrible story is this. There is more than one judge. There is more than one way to protect yourself. Maybe??? ---Start dating a cop? Hehehe....

Just know that we are holding you in our thoughts and some really ass kicking name taking angels have been sent along too.... Peace and fortune Galaxy Goddess... Welcome back.