If a person(s) is capable of doing what the HOUSTON CLAN did to my mother, her husband and myself what else are they capable of?
I, and probably everyone, expect that a doctor, a cop, a nurse and a contractor, to tell the truth. Not telling the truth can cost someone their life, their well-being, rob them of their future, destroy their financial security, traumatize and break a person down. We also expect them to present evidence of what they have to say. Just image going to your doctor (who specialized in the care of the elderly) or local cop (who works in “domestic violence”) and having them access an issue and make their diagnosis and decisions without finding out the facts first. That is pretty scary to me. Look how Donald Trump behaves. Throwing out judgments and opinions without full knowledge of what he is talking about. This is what the HOUSTON CLAN did.
This is what the HOUSTON CLAN did, yes they did. They destroyed 3 lives by using their positions and voice to say whatever they wanted, with absolutely no evidence, and got away with it. This is what I call ABUSE OF POWER. Watch out folks these people walk amongst us.
Please read the pages UP-TOP. This is where I will present my evidence. It is ever expanding so it will be necessary to come back. I will prove what pieces of shit they really are. I will prove how vicious and greedy they are.
I keep on saying to myself, “just get over it, let it go”. Let go of what exactly? A life-time of trauma. Wow, I wish I could – believe me. I have spent enough time out of my life just trying to figure that one out. You just, well let it go, forget about it. I have spent parts of my life in trauma, then getting up, a few hours and few days and weeks overwhelmed with trauma. Then getting up again. Sometimes even years out of my life dealing with so much trauma upon trauma and getting up over and over and over.Why would anyone think I would like this.
I do have memories of real joy, love, fun and playfulness. It is in me. But those experiences are few and far between.
I do this blog because I have spent so much of my life trying to just “let it go”. And it is because I have not ultimately been able to do that I decided to let it all hang out. It’s there anyway. But mostly other peoples opinions and judgments. Not the truth, not my truth.
So when all stones are turned and all the i’s are dotted and everything has been said, examined and felt in the moment will I, perhaps, be able to LET IT GO.
I know how many people would like me to SHUT UP. I know how many people are very pissed off with me. Well, it’s too bad.
This was part of my childhood. I understand this experience, these pictures show us.
This was when I started to experience trauma of a different sort, notched up a few levels – the streets.
Definition of Domestic Violence. DOMESTIC VIOLENCE is defined as any use of physical or sexual force, actual or threatened, in an intimate relationship. It may include a single act of violence, or a number of acts forming a pattern of abuse through the use of assaultive and controlling behaviour.
The face of “domestic violence” About 10 years old. I look so happy and innocent.
Definition: The age of majority in Canada is the age at which a person is considered by law to be an adult. A person younger than the age of majority is considered a minor child.
In the modern world the age of majority ranges from age 14-21, most at the higher end. Regardless I was self-determining at age 13; with the clear blessing of my family.
This picture is of me when I was 17 years old. I had been on my own and on the streets for 4 years. I new something about life back then. More than any child should ever know. This is while the HOUSTON slept snug in their beds in upper Victoria Canada. In fact all my family where living very well indeed. Of course, except me. Don’t you dare hold me responsible for that. I have been all my life blamed. I want that to stop now.
I am at a place in my life where I feel I have nothing left to lose.
I know that there are people out there that are saying, “stop whining and playing the victim”. Well, I am going whine and play the victim because I have been.
I was the victim of abuse, molestation, the use of a child for the purposes of gaining satisfaction of others, I have been lied about, used and shit on. So excuse me but I have been a victim. The HOUSTON CLAN used me to meet their greedy ends. They didn’t mind humiliating and degrading me so why should I mind SPEAKING UP. You can call it whatever you want.
I have so let go of pretending to protect others. I have done that for decades. I will NOT do that anymore. You abuse me I will SPEAK UP>
The problem with putting on a mask for the world, hiding who we are, we also hide from ourselves. We become that mask and we don’t see or know the self for who we really are anymore. Not until the lie has destroyed us and we are on our knees. Like I am and have nothing left to lose.
Our masks can be so convincing to others that we believe the lie. The cop in the HOUSTON CLAN works in “domestic violence”. Domestic violence has many masks. What I say about that is “he doesn’t have to look too far”. My mother felt abused by the HOUSTON CLAN. She even said that in documents presented to the courts. ( PLEASE SEE PAGES UP-TOP AND DOCUMENT 2 A-D), written by my mother Angela Houston. But she wasn’t believed. Their behavior towards her and me was acceptable to the courts. They were able to say whatever they wanted, with no evidence, and got away with it. That’s how good their masks are. Of course most of us would not be able to get away with it as well as the HOUSTON CLAN, you have to have money, gravitas and the heart (or lack thereof) to exert certain brands of abuse and get away with it. Oh, yes I experienced “domestic violent” too. Talk to me about it wont you.
I think that we gravitate towards certain work in life to learn what we need to learn not hide who we are. A certain job title automatically seems to give us a pass, like doctors or cops. But if you are a nobody, like I have been, rejected by family and extended family so they could protect their masks. Some of us though have to use certain masks to help us from drowning in despair because we feel so shamed. When family and extended family have humiliated and degraded you it is your mask that gives you the strength to put you head up high and pretend it doesn’t affect you. Until you get older and you can no longer keep that mask on, but you now completely hide. You don’t go outside without your sunglasses on and your hat because you don’t want anyone to see you (nevermind the mask) and what a hopeless disgrace your really are to the world
When you have a mask that enables you to move in the world getting the respect you don’t deserve it reinforces to everyone we are not okay the way we are. When we believe that we must wear that cop or doctor mask we believe that it is good and the cop who works for “family abuse” knows what family abuse is all about.
I ask this cop, “where you abused? Do you know what abuse really is or are you sitting in judgement? Do you know that abuse starts and ends with you? Why would you sit back and watch it happen and not do anything about it, actually participate and facilitate?
I want to die without my mask on. I want to die without someone else’s version of what my mask has meant. The thing that I used to protect myself. The thing that everyone wanted to strip away and place their meaning to who I am. Telling my narrative in a court of law, and interpreting it without knowing what you are talking about is ABUSE, did you know that? .