This may trigger.. or make you mad.. so don't read! Up to you!
There have been many nights that I have laid in the bed trying to sleep to no avail. Of course, though how many of us have truly done that? I mean, I know that I am not the only person, in this whole wide world, that was not able to sleep.. but finally gave in and got up. What we did once we got up... each of us did differently.
Yes... many of you that know me.. also know that I am a rambler.. Whether it be that I am a rambler when I am talking to someone or whether that is when I do an online journal.. whether that would be in writing or whether that is done in person or via our big wide world of being able to do a live video.. the thing that makes those kind of videos so unique is unless you did it prerecording... they are raw vidoes.. with raw emotions.. and the big world gets to see the real you.. mistakes and all...
I am that way with my own line journaling.. you will see lots of grammatical errors.. you will see me jumping from subject to subject at times.. other times you may see me being able to stay on a specific topic.. like the time that I wrote an blog titled... "Naked Is Not Okay." And yes that topic was just about that circumstance that I ran into... in real life.
Then there are some of the topics that I have written about with my struggles of depression or even suicidal thoughts.. I have written about being a survivor of sexual abuse... I have written about what it was like to be rejected by my own biological mother growing up and that she was the main reason of why I tried to take my life when I was a teenager.. I wrote about what my foster parents meant to me. I have written about what it was like prosecuting my father many years later...
so forth and so on.. being married.. working... being a mother.. and a grandmother.. and yes.. everything that you read in on my online journal are the way that I saw things and the way that I experienced things.. and yes sometimes I wrote about things that are difficult for myself to write as well for others to read.. and yes.. I am bluntly honest as I write.. and realistically I wanted the world to know that no matter what the circumstance in their life was... that if there was something they read in my journal.. if it helped them not feel so alone.. if my online journals made a difference in one person's life out of millions and millions and millions of people.. then it was worth all the tears I have cried when I wrote some of my deepest darkest pain in plain site for one to read.
When I think back to many moons ago... I realize something.. that in every aspect of life.. there has been a battle.. there was a battle to take Indian lands.. a battle between the north and the south.. there was a battle for freedom for the blacks.. there was a battle for women's rights.. there was a battle for people can be who they want to be.. whether straight, gay.. single... or married.. children or not children.. and so forth and so on (I apologize if I am not using the correct language)..
And as I look back in all of history for as long as a human can remember there are casualties.. whether that be of a human life or whether it to be of material things.. every battle.. every time someone has stood up for what is right.. there always is a lost... and with lost there is heartache.. and when there is heartache.. there are tears.. but among the heartache and the tears.. there are the small victories.. and even if those victories are not seen at the beginning for the person starting the battle... others in the future have celebrated the victories that others have started
Then of course.. I want to write about businesses.. some of us own our own and some of us work for others.. but just like the beginning of time.. they began with someone.. someone that came up with an idea and they ran with it.. either with someone or by themselves.. but it began.. and some of those businesses that are very familiar are police officers.. hospitals.. fire fighters... schools.. and the one that I will be covering in weeks to come.. what is known here in South Carolina.. "DSS" or "DEPARTMENT OF SOCIAL SERVICES."
Come on now guys.. all of you know me.. when I write in my journal it is because something is really hitting home.. because I have lived it or am living it.. and those that are really familiar with me know also that I had lived with DSS as a Grandmother for 5 and 1/2 years. And In July of 2022 our case worker, at the time of closing, was Margaret McCall. AKA "Meg Jordan" McCall is actually her maiden name.
In July of 2022... my husband and I got custody of our granddaughter LakeLynn Lyric Noe because the father, Eric Hembree had been out of her life for over 2 years (LakeLynn had convinced herself that her daddy was dead and did not ever do anything DSS had ordered him to do.. (That's right.. not the whole time she was in DSS did he do anything nor even after as he was also ordered at DSS closing)
Now of course, of course.. there is much more... much more to this story.. but I am NOT going to be SILENT anymore. Just like I wasn't silent about my father ANTONIO DULAY OLAES JR who was convicted of raping me starting at the age of 2 years old! I will put this in the same catagory.
I have nothing else left to lose... I will not continue to lay back and do nothing when the system clearly did something wrong. There has to be accountability somewhere. I WILL NOT BE SILENT ANYMORE! What they did to my family and to me... is WRONG!
I have every text... since 2017
I have every piece of paper from DSS since Nov. of 2017.
I have phone calls..
Recordings..
911
Police record
I am DONE! I will NOT sit back ANYMORE!
If you want to continue to follow me.. I will be using my Youtube channel.. I will be using my own website... And you will see all the evidence I have. From the day it all started.. until it ended.. and even now!
I am sure people will be coming wanting to shut me up and do anything they can to try to make me SILENT... but until all the evidence is presented.. till every picture.. every text.. every call.. every recording is heard... I WILL NEVER BE SILENT!
THE DARKNESS WILL COME INTO THE LIGHT!
**My thoughts.. my ramblings**
There have been many nights that I have laid in the bed trying to sleep to no avail. Of course, though how many of us have truly done that? I mean, I know that I am not the only person, in this whole wide world, that was not able to sleep.. but finally gave in and got up. What we did once we got up... each of us did differently.
Yes... many of you that know me.. also know that I am a rambler.. Whether it be that I am a rambler when I am talking to someone or whether that is when I do an online journal.. whether that would be in writing or whether that is done in person or via our big wide world of being able to do a live video.. the thing that makes those kind of videos so unique is unless you did it prerecording... they are raw vidoes.. with raw emotions.. and the big world gets to see the real you.. mistakes and all...
I am that way with my own line journaling.. you will see lots of grammatical errors.. you will see me jumping from subject to subject at times.. other times you may see me being able to stay on a specific topic.. like the time that I wrote an blog titled... "Naked Is Not Okay." And yes that topic was just about that circumstance that I ran into... in real life.
Then there are some of the topics that I have written about with my struggles of depression or even suicidal thoughts.. I have written about being a survivor of sexual abuse... I have written about what it was like to be rejected by my own biological mother growing up and that she was the main reason of why I tried to take my life when I was a teenager.. I wrote about what my foster parents meant to me. I have written about what it was like prosecuting my father many years later...
so forth and so on.. being married.. working... being a mother.. and a grandmother.. and yes.. everything that you read in on my online journal are the way that I saw things and the way that I experienced things.. and yes sometimes I wrote about things that are difficult for myself to write as well for others to read.. and yes.. I am bluntly honest as I write.. and realistically I wanted the world to know that no matter what the circumstance in their life was... that if there was something they read in my journal.. if it helped them not feel so alone.. if my online journals made a difference in one person's life out of millions and millions and millions of people.. then it was worth all the tears I have cried when I wrote some of my deepest darkest pain in plain site for one to read.
When I think back to many moons ago... I realize something.. that in every aspect of life.. there has been a battle.. there was a battle to take Indian lands.. a battle between the north and the south.. there was a battle for freedom for the blacks.. there was a battle for women's rights.. there was a battle for people can be who they want to be.. whether straight, gay.. single... or married.. children or not children.. and so forth and so on (I apologize if I am not using the correct language)..
And as I look back in all of history for as long as a human can remember there are casualties.. whether that be of a human life or whether it to be of material things.. every battle.. every time someone has stood up for what is right.. there always is a lost... and with lost there is heartache.. and when there is heartache.. there are tears.. but among the heartache and the tears.. there are the small victories.. and even if those victories are not seen at the beginning for the person starting the battle... others in the future have celebrated the victories that others have started
Then of course.. I want to write about businesses.. some of us own our own and some of us work for others.. but just like the beginning of time.. they began with someone.. someone that came up with an idea and they ran with it.. either with someone or by themselves.. but it began.. and some of those businesses that are very familiar are police officers.. hospitals.. fire fighters... schools.. and the one that I will be covering in weeks to come.. what is known here in South Carolina.. "DSS" or "DEPARTMENT OF SOCIAL SERVICES."
Come on now guys.. all of you know me.. when I write in my journal it is because something is really hitting home.. because I have lived it or am living it.. and those that are really familiar with me know also that I had lived with DSS as a Grandmother for 5 and 1/2 years. And In July of 2022 our case worker, at the time of closing, was Margaret McCall. AKA "Meg Jordan" McCall is actually her maiden name.
In July of 2022... my husband and I got custody of our granddaughter LakeLynn Lyric Noe because the father, Eric Hembree had been out of her life for over 2 years (LakeLynn had convinced herself that her daddy was dead and did not ever do anything DSS had ordered him to do.. (That's right.. not the whole time she was in DSS did he do anything nor even after as he was also ordered at DSS closing)
Now of course, of course.. there is much more... much more to this story.. but I am NOT going to be SILENT anymore. Just like I wasn't silent about my father ANTONIO DULAY OLAES JR who was convicted of raping me starting at the age of 2 years old! I will put this in the same catagory.
I have nothing else left to lose... I will not continue to lay back and do nothing when the system clearly did something wrong. There has to be accountability somewhere. I WILL NOT BE SILENT ANYMORE! What they did to my family and to me... is WRONG!
I have every text... since 2017
I have every piece of paper from DSS since Nov. of 2017.
I have phone calls..
Recordings..
911
Police record
I am DONE! I will NOT sit back ANYMORE!
If you want to continue to follow me.. I will be using my Youtube channel.. I will be using my own website... And you will see all the evidence I have. From the day it all started.. until it ended.. and even now!
I am sure people will be coming wanting to shut me up and do anything they can to try to make me SILENT... but until all the evidence is presented.. till every picture.. every text.. every call.. every recording is heard... I WILL NEVER BE SILENT!
THE DARKNESS WILL COME INTO THE LIGHT!
**My thoughts.. my ramblings**