The past haunts me every day. Please make it stop.

 





I really do try so hard to get distracted and not wallow in this PTSD pain, to start over with no one or anything familiar!

I was at the

dentist last week and saw a book about Rogue River's history.  There is NO ESCAPE FROM MY PTSD PAST!


SOME INTERESTING STUFF about the Harry Raymond Randleman Jr.( Aka Dick) Family. This is the monster who murdered my sister. The entire Randleman family are criminal barbarians!
First is school photo.. Merle Randleman. Must have been a brother to Harry Raymond Randleman Sr.

The other picture is the old house on Main Street.  My sweet sister tried so hard to make those monsters happy. 18 years old and pregnant, they all left her to take care of the old dying man, and she did. None of them would spit on him! Several kids and his wife Della, the matriarch BITCH.
BIG MEAN! 
I HAD to stay with her when Daddy died and they all went to Colorado to attend the body, etc.
She was a monster!

My poor sister was pregnant again when Daddy died. He only got to meet one grandchild!
I'm so sorry I didn't torture the son of abitch until he begged me to kill him. 

I thought that old house was haunted and was terrified at 13 to sleep in it!

I remember one night after the old man died, I spent the weekend and was terrified.  My sister was so good to me about that.  Her husband Dick
didn't bother to come home all night.
He beat her and cheated on her then killed her. 
Our little family never had a chance to recover.
He did it in front of my mother and my nephew.. slaughtered his mother with 3 blasts of a 12 guage.. he was a psychopath.

You people have no god-damned idea how brave and strong I have been for 60 god-damned years!

NOT one person in all these years who claimed to care about me has ever allowed me to even talk about any of this horror! I've carried these burdens alone! All alone!

My family is all gone.
The worst is my daughter and son don't even speak to each other!

How can you forget how much you loved each other!!
Please stop.
YOU don't get second chances!!

Please.




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