Heartbreaking Stories

I was ruthless i was a predator!i had to hunt so that i would not be hunted!so much pain im feeling now and when i was the hunter the snake the puke that my molester ejected out from his sick and evil body. I was 11 and learned to be selfish more then when i would not share my toys with the other kids,most grow out of selfishness but I had to re think re learn i filled my hart with hate and survival and now it eats at me like asid has been thrown on my face .even worst i felt just like that pedafile but just did not get turned on .i felt safe when i bruot a new friend home waiting for the night time to step out on to my roof so i coud not hear the beast feed and feed on his inanity and the boy my new friend my fake friend .my way out i still cant heel the pain in me and around me.i tryed so hard to kill myself but onse again the cowards way out.bye slowly over drugging myself.

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I am Lyn I grow up in the philippines. When I was 4 yrs.old my real father abandoned us and we are all five siblings. But my mother found a bristish Husband when I was 5 yrs.old, he was so nice and he give us nice life and education, I treat him my more than my real father when I was 18 yrs.old I got pregnant during my college days so I have a son, but I still pursued my college didn't give up my education and the father of my son very irresponsible and I think me and my son will never have a future to him, its very different you already have a son my life change a lot I always think is not only me now I have my son that he need to have a father and a good future. So I join this site dating then I found my husband there and his american his already 46 yrs.old on that time and I am 23 yrs.old and my son is 4 yrs.old. We got married in the philippines then he brought us in Egypt yup!!! in egypt cause he was assign there already for 2 yrs. so from philippines to Egypt..Oh that's very new place for me and my son been missing my country for 6 months no friends. all I do volunteer and teach some sudanese children after 6 months I found a filipina and she is pregnant with triplets and her husband american too then I meet alot of filipina so Im very happy cause I have friends. Then me and my husband decided to do IVF or inventro its gonna be very big risk for me cause Im just 24 yrs.old but I am so brave to face it all..it all end up with 16 healthy eggs wow!!! they put 4 eggs on me ,then after 3 weeks positive I was pregnant..I am very happy the first ultrasound the doctor said I have twins wow very good news so I was so proud to have twins..but I was bleeding and bed rest very risky pregnancy then after a month again I think I was 3 months pregnancy another ultrasound, Gosh the doctor said " I was pregnant with triplets" so I shout "whattt?? I was crying my husband think I was crying cause I am happy I told him I am very happy but Im so scared cause I am so tiny Im just 93 pounds..so being pregnant with triplets I was bed rest almot my whole pregnancy alot of moment Im sad,but my husband he do everything to make me happy I have my laptop on my bed I just writing and surfing on the internet make my life busy while Im in the bed..my 5 yrs.old son he read at me and we still playing even I was bed rest his very understanding boy and smart love him so much..february 16 my sister from philippines she was there in Egypt with me..So I give birth of my triplets last february 27,2008 2 girls and one boy what is funny when the doctor ultrasound me he said its all boys just I have a lot blue color clothes,But I told my husband that I dream I have two girls and one boy he said its just a dream dont to much expects cause he dont like me to be dissapointed..but it all came out same as my dream 2 girls and one boy.

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my story............im not understend now that how can i write..how can im start..it;s so big """"""""& every problem i have...but im always show to everyone that im so happy..everyone feel that im so happy..they all think that im very lucky bc;z im happy.........but they not know im very unlucky person in this world....anyone there whose compare ur story with my story..my problem..im waiting for his/her....im waiting....i have everything but i have nothing..im not wanna write here my story ..bc'z if im write i know most of people kind for me...im not like there kindness.....bcz i think im get

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August 7th 2008, my fiance Glenn Salomon Ballard Jr. age 25, was murdered in front of My Place Tavern in the Fern Rock section of Philadelphia Pa. Across the street from this bar is the 35th district police station and a fire station.

The cops took their sweet time just to get across the street. Then when they finally decided to show they did not bother to call the ambulance.In Philly, if you are not responsive, you are considered dead.

He was shot in the back of his head and when my mother tried to help him the cops put hand cuffs on her. He was still alive when they put the sheet over him. Basically they stood there and watched him die.He had a chance of survival according to his autopsy report. My mother was trying to tell the cops that he was still alive and had a pulse.

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THURSDAY, FEBRUARY 26, 2009 10:43 PM, CST

Wow. First off, never in a million years did I ever think THIS is where we would be. That being said, we are and we are here for the duration.

Gregory is currently 3 1/2 years old and not yet in school. He is the last of our brood. His brother Curtis is 10 and sister AnnMarie is 7.

About two weeks ago Gregory came down with a croupy cough. Which developed into a deep moist cough. It refused to get better. On Monday February 23rd, he started dry heaving and looking like he was dehydrated. He went to the doctor's office, where he was swabbed for Influenza and RSV. Both were negative. At this point we went over to the SHMC ER to receive IV fluids. I guess once kids receive IV fluids, they should perk back up and start to act 'normal' again. Gregory was still lethargic. The ER Doc then ordered some blood tests. To make a long story short, there were indicators in his blood work that he might have a viral blood infection or Leukemia. We were admitted that evening with more tests being ordered.

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11/26/2008

To Me,

This year has been so crazy! I was in Texas for a year and 3 months whitch just made my relationship with Chris way worse then I think it was before. I felt my love for him end after the over dose whitch was bound to happen and both of us new it. He even said so his self! When you almost dye and then wake up it's like holly crap what happen to me and who I used to be and the good life I used to live, it's like you look at your life and say well it's cleaning time for me and everything changes. I've always wanted Chris and I to work out I love him and I always saw him as the guy of my dreams that I could spend the rest of my life with. Some relationships seem perfect but are far from that! In my situation My lover was a drug addicted and ever since I got together with him it was all about drugs, dreams and plans for the future, things we both wanted we talked about all the time but most of the time we talked and dreamed that's all it was, just a dream! Whishful thinking, like a fairy tale of some sort.

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I was young, dumb and caught up in every woman's fantacy to have a precious little family, getting married, sharing same home, that type of thing, and my old man had reasured it all, even when paternity was at doubt.

It was all broken promises that never came to live. The only thing that did, was my daughter birth paper showing him as the father. That was surely a big mistake, unfortunately, that opened the door to hell.

What I didn't know was, he already had my fantasy, in reality, with some other lady, who I heard supposingly, can't have children, and they wants to make my one and only babygirl theirs.

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I hope my story helps everyone. It is real and the hardiest thing you will ever have to do. This is a short an abbreviated version that took place over 23 years.

Abuse of a spouse or the entire family is probably more common than you know. Why doesn't the public know or want to know? Why don't they understand when you have kids sometimes you can't just walk away? Why don't we speak out at our abuser? Why do we stay in silence? Do we really ever break free?

Fear and the threats of violence is a great motivator to stay quiet. I have a new definition of freedom. Freedom means to me the right to make your own choices, to speak your own mind, and the freedom to think for yourself. The most important is the freedom to say I don't want to take it anymore. Unfortunately, unless we disappear, you are never completely out of it.

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It's amazing how quickly your life can change in an instant. Looking at all of the catagories on this web site, I would have some extraordinary stories to tell anyone willing to listen if you let me. I am a 51 year old grandmother living in Oregon. Just recently, in December 2006, I was living in the UK(England), and have been for 5 years after finally finding my true soul mate for life at the age of 45.

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