I am feeling sad tonight. I really hoped that I might have got through to Candi even if in some small way but I gave her the time I said I would and she hasn’t bothered to get in touch. I think, well to me, that just shows the world what a sadistic person she … Continue reading JUST …
Category: Emotional Abuse
Probably not my place but I had to do something - so this is the email I sent to Candi yesterday morning in the hope that she would think about her actions and how she is going to feel when she doesn’t get that chance to put it right. I am probably the only person … Continue reading War or Peace
Hindsight is wonderful, regret is torture, risking it is not worth it
I totally get it–we areALLso busy.
Calendars crammed weeks and months in advance and no white space left over to pencil in lunch with a friend even though we desperately NEED it.
It seems impossible to make that call, write that note or stop by and visit a few minutes.
How can I meet my obligations if I use precious time doing the optional?
But when the unexpected, unimaginable and awful happens, suddenly that calendar and all those appointments don’t matter. Balls drop everywhere and I don’t care.
Because when your family or best friend needs you, you come-no questions asked.
You toss a few necessities in your carry-on, lock the door, unplug the coffee pot and RUN.
You connect that phone to the car charger and dial away as you drive down the road.
And you show up.
Because when someone needs you, REALLY
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So today has been another day fraught with the trials and tribulations of dealing with British Police. Due to the situations with Candi, Lisa is meant to have an urgent response marker on her wherever she is staying. She is considered to be of poor health, and vulnerable and having already had quite a few … Continue reading Different sort of police …
It’s almost midnight. The darkness brings peace but I’ve had enough. I can’t be bothered with looking at anything else, the tv holds no interest in facts it’s constant noise just drives me insane. I’ll pop a pill and I know I’ll be asleep in about 30 mins. What to do for those thirty mins … Continue reading A day in the life …
As always I write on behalf of Lisa either through her journals or through speech she has dictated to me. I do not cast judgment or pretend to understand what she is going through. I am the medium to convey what she wants to say/ I have read so much about suicide and how so … Continue reading SUICIDE and responsibility!
Regular readers will know by now that Candi likes to grass. From the girl who stole from Asda every week to brown-nosing the local constabulary but then she seems to have always been from one side to the other. Her issue is that you are meant to tell the truth when you grass and she … Continue reading Arrested: the full story
This will be very quick as i’m Just responding to the amount of messages today. I will answer everyone tomorrow. I’ve spoken to Lisa tonight who is hanging on by a thread. That witch (being polite) and her latest trick is taking it out of her, even the police could see it last night. I … Continue reading Quick Update
We have no idea who the readers are out there, but send you all our thanks for staying with us. If you happen to be someone who knows Lisa or Candi or Lucie and would like to contribute to the article then please contact: email@example.com Until next time people, look after each other. One of … Continue reading From the editor …
I am being held prisoner by my own mind, sentenced to life for what I can’t leave behind. The memories of mistakes that I have made stand guard and man the barricades. They prevent entry to any hope of forgiveness or any thought they may find suspicious. Instead my only visitors are my regrets who […]Prisoner … Continue reading Prisoner — Scribblers Arena