…and I, for one, am totally shocked to admit it.
Jack and I are trucking along just fine. Sure, we have had our arguments (and maybe one considered a blow-out), but the important part is we talked through it. Like adults. Amazing, right?? Who knew Jack was capable of an adult relationship.
That’s not to say we don’t have still issues. The Sister-in-Law still won’t communicate with me, or be in the same room as me. Nothing that is said by anybody can change that. I am beginning to feel like I am back in high school with this one.
Because of the issue with SIL, I still haven’t seen anyone else in Jack’s extended family. Not because they don’t want to see me, but because I am not ready. I just really want to make sure we are solid before we add in potentially negative happenings.
But, as I type this, Jack and I are phenomenal.
For the select few that know me personally, Please don’t share any revealing info.
I have a brother that is in jail.
My brother is most likely looking at spending the best years of his life in jail-I’m guessing he will get out when he is in his fifties. And he is younger than me.
What did my brother do?
He beat up his girlfriend. Well, ex-girlfriend. She had just broken up with him.
This wasn’t my brother’s first time. It was his fourth. The fourth girl he had beat up. Did this girl know about his history? Nope. I was no longer in contact with my brother (let’s call him Aaron) when he started dating this last one. I didn’t even know he was dating. If I did, I would have informed her. I believe an abuser will never change.
Coming from an abusive marriage, I DO NOT tolerate abuse of any kind. After Aaron beat up the first girl, I didn’t talk to him for a year. He called me often, but I had to come to terms with it on my own. A week or two (literally) after I started talking to him again, he was back in jail for beating up his second girlfriend.
Each time he was released, he would skip out on his required counseling and therapy sessions. The DA constantly tried to put him back in jail for failure to obey his probation, but she was always denied. I guess the courts had better things to do than go after woman-beaters.
After two more instances, the courts are finally willing to listen to the DA. Aaron has been in jail now for a year. The trial has yet to begin-the Public Defender has requested a continuance for the last ten months. The trial is actually set to start next month, and it is about fucking time.
This whole situation has stressed me out. I want the trial to be OVER, and I want Aaron given the maximum amount of time possible.
I have had no contact with Aaron in years. He asks my mom about me constantly, and she has been given direct orders to not discuss me at all. I don’t want him to know anything about me, or my life.
I lived through abuse-some from him, and a lot through my ex-husband. I don’t want it in my life. I worked hard to get rid of the negativity from my life. I don’t want it back.
Lately, I have really struggled with my relationship with Aaron. I have no desire to have any contact with him, so that’s not the issue. But the fact I am stressed about this trial-which isn’t even in my state-is bothering me.
I really, really, want to call the DA and ask if there is anything I can do to keep Aaron in jail as long as possible.
Aaron has been writing my mom, and keeps maintaining that ALL OF THIS is not his fault. No way, no how. Aaron kidnapped his ex-girlfriend. He held her hostage for 14 hours. He stomped on her so hard he left his shoe imprint on her skin. But it’s not his fault.
All together, Aaron is facing 7 counts. Possibly more. He has been indicted by a grand jury. He has even turned down a deal by the DA-seven years, with 4 years suspended (or on probation). He honestly believes he is not at fault for everything. If found guilty, which I am 100% sure he will be, He is facing over 25 years. And every ounce of my being hopes he gets it.
I want nothing more than to call the DA and offer my assistance. I want to ask her if her case is solid. I want to take the stand against my brother.
How bad of a person does that make me?
I can’t decide.
On a lighter note!
For your music selection, I am playing the following song. Someone asked me the other day if I have changed my stance on marriage. I yelled a resounding ‘FUCK NO’. As much as I love Jack, I still am not willing to give up the freedoms I have as an unmarried woman. As much as some of you right now are thinking she just hasn’t met the right man! I assure you, you are wrong.
Maybe someday, but definitely not now. And Jack is A-OK with that.