Apparently it gets better for people, but not everyone.
Since I was in the fifth or sixth grade, I became the object of bullying. At first it started with two or three of my best friends. Go figure. Then it became obvious that it was about me, my sexuality, my family, and all kinds of things that I absolutely had no control over. Some girl that I never met, and didn't even go to school with, was angry with her own sister. Somewhere in that little girl's mind she thought that she could bully me to get the attention of her own sister. This little girl's name was Lori. She started by plying my friends with drugs for favors. That became the theme of her entire life. Naturally, I wasn't aware that this would grow into what she calls, "Her life's work." She began by trying to have some woman seduce my father, but when that didn't work she accused my dad of sleeping with one of his male students. I guess she was overly concerned with his sexuality, something I'd never even thought of.
I remember being taken out of class in the sixth grade and being asked if my father had ever molested me. Can you hear the scratch on the vinyl record to a happy child's life? I sure can. It was the end of innocence and the beginning of a lifetime of hardships. Most of my friends had nothing to say to me about what my father was going through, in fact, I don't think I ever talked to a single person about it. They were my friends and I was going through a really hard time. I would begin the next year of school with Lori as a student/teacher aide who was trying to sleep with the science teacher before she was removed about a week later. Her obvious attempts to make it seem like she was having sex with the science teacher only exacerbated the situation that I was going through. I knew my father was innocent but some student, like Lori, accused him of this horrible crime. Lori's behavior only solidified what I already knew. Students lied about their relationships with teachers.
After about three years, the court and a jury found my father not guilty just days before I entered high school. On my very first day, before my first class, Lori showed up again and called me a "flaming faggot" and told me that everyone knew. I was coldcocked by hate on my first day. It's not something you forget. I was elated about my father's verdict, but the second scratch on my mental record sounded again. Lori would continue to be a problem towards me for the rest of my life.
One of the witnesses in my father's case was Bessie Smith. A defense witness who testified on my father's behalf, Bessie saw what it was like for my family and how I had to basically live without my mom and dad because they had to move to San Bernardino to fight this case. It wasn't easy and Bessie was my sister's friend.
Bessie would go on to watch my sister's relationship with her eventual husband from high school through college even becoming her roommate at Cal State San Bernardino. By this time, Lori had infected me with the AIDS virus and was having me stalked for whatever reason. My sister would get married, have two kids, and Bessie disappeared. The reality was that I never ever heard or saw her again.
You all know the rest of the story. Lori would try to have my father jailed again by spreading rumors about one of my friends and my father. She then started her campaign against my sister and her husband which eventually led to his death. I was then shot at in San Diego. Then I was raped again in Palm Springs, California. All the time I didn't know that Missy Erickson had become Bessie Smith's best friend in the world. Bessie who was absent for twenty five or so years was never a part of my life. Little did I know that she was behind the scenes watching me grow up and helping Lori to ruin my sister's life and my own. She didn't necessarily do things but she knew about everything Lori was doing and did and never said a word about it. One of the worst things was Lori's campaign to make it seem like I'd somehow lied during my father's trial and that he was actually guilty. Bessie, a witness herself, said nothing. She said nothing when Lori was selling my brother in law drugs even when it became an issue of keeping his children. She said nothing when Lori was calling my sister to make me look like a drug addict. She said nothing when Lori ordered my killing. She said nothing at all. In fact what Bessie did was act like my sister's friend while watching the two of us struggle because of Lori Lafond, Missy Erickson's drug dealing counterpart. Bessie was letting this person that falsely accused my father, go after me and my sister.
It was actually Bessie that came to this area again to infiltrate my investigation hoping to obstruct with her best friend Missy Erickson and a bully named David that lived next door to the Katzenberg's. I knew that her presence here was unwanted and meant to cause problems but no matter how hard I tried to keep her away from my sister, she still persisted trying to ruin the only person investigating my rape, me. Bessie came here to destroy me and when she got her chance she went after my mother and me by using my sister's ignorance and my mother's health as a weapon to defraud my sister out of my own saving's account.
Lori's had lots of success lying to people and making them hurt me, but Bessie isn't a friend of mine or my family. They don't even know what she failed to do as a friend. It wasn't just unsafe for her to do, she benefitted from this crime by partying with her buddy Missy when and wherever the girls could find money. The trio used remote neural monitoring to stalk me and my friends everywhere, giving Lori whatever information she could to have us arrested, drugged, raped, beaten, or whatever these girls could dream up.
Bessie Smith then decided to prove her worth to Lori and Missy by robbing my sister, the bank, and me of the chance to have the complete truth told about what Lori Lafond did to my entire family. She very well knew that she was participating in bullying me but went ahead with it anyway. For this non-participant in my life to hurt me and my sister like this is a crime...and I intend to have her severely punished for it. My brother in law loved and trusted her, so did his family, but Bessie sat and watched while Lori set a trap for his life. She allowed my sister to suffer through his death without an explanation for what Lori had done. Instead, I had to investigate it, while Bessie, Missy, and Lori plotted against me, threw me in jail without justification, then went after all of my friends.
Oh the girls did this with some cheesecake ultra femme attitude, but their goal was straight up street thug.
What do you all think of someone that was basically raised by my parents that turned and then targeted them? I think she should get a life sentence in prison or worse. She knew Lori infected and implanted me when I was 19, maybe not when it happened but not that long afterwards. She sat around and did nothing because Missy Erickson told her not to get involved. What Bessie Smith did is criminal and I don't consider her anything but a gold digging wash up that says she couldn't do anything, but when she got the opportunity, what she did to was abuse my mom and already damaged sister, for financial gain.
There is no excuse for bullying, but what she did should have a law against it.
What's worse? She did it all for her friend's drug habit. Pointing out that my friends were using but turning a blind eye to the fact that Missy Erickson was doing the exact same thing but acting like she was somehow better than all of us. I'm not sure how that could be since my boyfriend was supplying Missy and Lori unbeknownst to me. Bessie Smith wasn't just better than me, she was going to be better than my sister too...all the while slumming it with a broke down stripper and a pedophile. I feel like she came her to destroy my investigation on purpose even though she knew I'd nearly been killed during that rape. Funny thing, when she asked my sister for my bank account (who in the fuck does that?), she never mentioned a single thing about any of the above...she needed it to be "kept safe from Lori", but left out all the things that would have been a reason for doing so. You see, she wasn't keeping my money safe, she was stealing it. Otherwise why not talk about her own husband's death. Or her second husband's divorce. Or any of the things that Lori did to my father or me? You see she acts like she was trying to help me, but stealing my money then acting like it was nothing isn't helping anyone. It's just more of the same from this bitch.
I don't want anyone to ever fall victim to any of these girls again...my sister made a huge mistake, but Bessie wanted a fight to ensue....like I don't have enough problems already.
Instead of doing anything like a friend would do, Bessie, Missy and David took it upon themselves to return a toolbelt of my father's from Lori Lafond after I wrote that she'd stolen it here on my blog. This was Bessie's effort to make Lori look friendly...what kind of person does that? After all the criminal things that Lori has done to me, my sister, father and mother, Bessie and Missy wanted Lori to look like an angel. Why? For more of the same.
Jeffrey's hatred of my family is obvious...to me...but his lies to my sister are even worse. What is he up to? What part of "stay away from my family and stay out of my personal life" does this man not understand? I've heard that Marilyn Katzenberg took Bessie under her wing? Why? She isn't the one that got beaten or raped or had a husband killed? Bessie's the bitch that let it all happen without a word to the police.
You can tell by those actions alone that Marilyn and Jeffrey have the worst of intentions for me and my sister. Remember Sedona? Point made, you hate us. I get it. Stay away Jeffrey and Marilyn, you obviously value much different things than I do.
Quit putting your son in the middle between me and your bad choices. He came to me for help and I delivered big time to the two of you ungrateful meddling parents. You did everything I asked you not to do and you went after my mother. Shame on you.
In the end Lori and her friends used my family for entertainment and financial gain. I hope Hell gets hotter than ever when they arrive.
For their deceit, Jeffrey bought, or should I say, LEASED them a vehicle and bought them a home. I had to live in my parent's garage even when my own friends offered to move somewhere else. Jeffrey rewarded the theft of this money and elder abuse with money, home, car, and just in case he thinks I'm stupid, someone had to pay that lease because he knew none of them were working. Now tell me again, Hollywood, just how nice are the Katzenberg's?
I don't want to ever hear those words again.
In the meantime, Jeffrey has rewarded Lori with silence. Not telling anyone what Lori did to his own son. He's told everyone he can find to "keep quiet" about Lori's crimes against me and hundreds of others. What's worse? He continues to provide Lori with all the things she could never do for herself like stifling parents of victims, covering up my rape, covering up drugs placed in his own home by Lori's friends, and by attacking my 77 year old mother who can barely remember what day of the week it is. He's the catalyst for hate...and he's the person that used his own wealth to hurt everyone I know and love. Like he needed my bank account.
Don't pout Jeffrey, you got what you wanted. Hope it burns you in the end.
