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  • I Punched A Child And I Liked It, I’d Do It Again

    I punched a kid and I liked it

    Yes you read the title right I did punch a kid and I didn’t just like it, I bloody loved it.

    Ok maybe I should explain, I am the proud mum of 2 children Phoebe 12 and Max 8.

    Phoebe is in year 8 at secondary school she is bright, kind and pretty.

    Phoebe goes to school via public transport as we live 45 minutes away from the closest school.

    Phoebe has been tormented and bullied on a daily basis by a 15-year-old called Joshua, he has spat at her, tripped her up, stole her phone and lots more.

    I have spoken to the school at least twice a week for the last six months but as he is bullying her only on the bus and not on the school premises there was little they could do, I'[ve calle bus company but they say it’s not their job to watch kids on the bus.

    I have tried speaking to his parents but they simply didn’t care.

    Phoebe would come home in tears and beg to change schools or to let her cycle to school neither of which where feasible we live in the country side and other schools are even further away and it would take her hours to cycle and I don’t drive.

    One week back after Christmas phoebe came home in bits she was inconsolable, once she had calmed down she explained that Joshua had got some boys to hold my baby girls arms behind her back and Joshua lifted up Phoebe’s top and mocked my daughters breasts.

    I called the police in my eyes this was a sexual assault, the police questioned Joshua and gave him a slap on the wrist and told him not to it again.

    No way was this little shit gonna get away with this, I phoned my work and told them I wouldn’t be in that day, I got on the bus with my daughter and as soon as Joshua stepped foot on the bus I lunged at him and gave a huge punch right on his smirking foul mouth, I sent him flying and told him if he touches my daughter again I would be taking it out on his parents as they deserved a smack as well.

    I loved knocking the little shit into place and I honestly would do it again.

  • Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death

    LETS GET HER NAME OUT THERE SO SHE DOESN’T HAVE A ANIMAL FOR LIFE!!!!

    His name stands for You Only Live Once but Yolo the Staffordshire Bull Terrier life ended in agony and alone – and his owner avoided jail.

    A court heard how his owner Emma Miles locked him in the kitchen of her flat when she moved out, leaving him to starve to death. Only fur and faeces were found in his stomach and his internal organs had decomposed.

    Emma Miles (Forber) a 28-year-old mother of two, left the Staffordshire Bull Terrier locked in the kitchen of the council flat she rented in Oak Drive, Dursley, Gloucestershire when she moved to a new address in August 2016, magistrates Following her formal eviction from the property, council workers clearing the property discovered that the kitchen floor was covered in faeces and a brown sludge, and subsequently discovered the emaciated corpse of a dog wrapped in a plastic bin bag, which had been placed in a cupboard.

    Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death
    Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death

    When Stroud District Council’s animal welfare officers were called in to investigate the case Miles claimed that she had given the dog, named Yolo, to a former boyfriend.

    However rigorous investigations by SDC animal welfare officer Alex Myrie demonstrated that was not the case, and that Miles had left Yolo alone in the flat without food, water or human company over a period of weeks, which resulted in him starving to death.

    A post-mortem examination found that the dog’s stomach contents contained only dog fur and faeces, the only sources of food that would have been available to him.

    A wound was discovered that was consistent with a pressure sore arising from an inability to move prior to his death. The brown sludge found on the kitchen floor was consistent with the advanced decomposition of internal organs.

    Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death
    Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death

    A vet appointed by the council reported that Yolo ‘suffered a great deal in the slow, cruel and unnecessary process of starvation.’

    Miles was found guilty of causing Yolo unnecessary suffering which resulted in his death and was sentenced to 18 weeks of custody, suspended for 12 months and ordered to complete 180 hours of unpaid work in the community within 12 months. She was disqualified from owning or having responsibility for any animal for 10 years and ordered to pay £1,000 towards council costs as well as a £115 victim surcharge.

    Mrs Myrie, who led the investigation, said: “In my 16 years in this role, this is the worst case of animal cruelty I have had to deal with.

    Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death
    Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death

    “The last days and weeks of Yolo’s life must have been the stuff of nightmares. Staffies thrive on human company and the thought of Yolo spending his last week’s not only starving and thirsty but also lonely, breaks my heart.

    “It seems a cruel irony that Yolo’s name stands for ‘You Only Live Once’ when his life ended so cruelly and needlessly.

    “There are no winners in cases of this nature but we are very grateful to the courts for bringing Miss Miles to account for her actions, in particular banning her from having any responsibility for any animal for the next 10 years.” 10 POXY YEARS 😡

    Councillor Simon Pickering, chairman of Stroud District Council’s environment committee said: “The level of cruelty uncovered in this case is completely abhorrent.

    Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death
    Woman Who Starved Her Dog To Death

    “I wish publicly to thank the diligence and dedication of our animal welfare and legal teams for their excellent work to ensure a successful prosecution.

    LETS BRING JUSTICE FOR YOLO

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    Just created a petition on change website.. please read & sign! Appreciate everyone’s shares and comments .

    http://chn.ge/2GXQtEv

     

  • My Rockstar Addiction Ruined My Relationship

    My Rockstar drink addiction ruined my relationship

    I was a happily married guy to my dream girl, we met in June 2015 whilst working together doing night shifts as Tesco.

    After a year of dating we decided to move in together to be able to afford the rent I picked up extra shifts and some weeks I would work 7 nights at one point I worked 16 nights in a row.

    I was drained of energy, I just couldn’t get a decent amount of deep sleep during the day so drank Rockstar energy drinks to keep me awake at work.

    Things went on like this for a long time and it just seemed the norm, sleep and then drink Rockstar.

    My girlfriend and I decided we wanted to try for a baby I was so happy I had always wanted to be a father.

    We started trying a few months after but I had a problem I couldn’t finish I would stay erect for over an hour and would not cum.

    If I didn’t have an energy drink I couldn’t get it up but if I had one I couldn’t finish.

    After 3 months of failed sexual intercourse my girlfriend sat me down and said she felt like a failure like an ugly tramp, that I clearly didn’t fancy her anymore.

    I tried to explain it was the Rockstar drinks which were doing it to me and she laughed at me and asked if that were true why didn’t I just stop drinking them.

    But it just wasn’t that simple I needed them I was addicted to them, I couldn’t get through a day without one.

    Rockstar energy drinks have ruined my life, I now love back with my mum and see no way of getting off Rockstar a doctor would probably laugh at me.

    If you work nights please don’t drink this poison, I hate seeing teenagers and sometimes younger kids drinking them it is not worth the risk.

     

     

  • My Boyfriend Sold My Body And Made My Children Watch

    12 years ago I was a single mum to my little boy Callum I was living in a dingy bed sit and was struggling to cope.

    One day just before Christmas I took a taxi to Toys r us to get my baby a few gifts I couldn’t afford much but I was adamant my boy would not spend his first Christmas without anything.

    I bought him a ball that span and a musical rattle, the taxi driver on the way home was so friendly and chatty we hit it off straight away.

    His name was Craig and I stupidly invited him in for a coffee but it just seemed so right, he ended up not leaving, 3 months into the relationship I moved into his house and quickly fell pregnant.

    Once our daughter was born he changed he became obsessed with money, he wouldn’t even give me any for nappies.

    One night when my daughter was 6 weeks old Craig brought home 2 friends with him, he forced me to have sex with them whilst he sat in a chair with a huge smirk on his face.

    Once the men had left he gave me £20 for nappies and wipes and he kept what he called the daddy fund he had sold me for £50 each turn.

    I was a mum and my babies needed to be fed and clothed, Craig made me work for my money, he took great pride knowing he had full control of me.

    By the time my son was 4 and daughter nearly 3 I was sleeping with men most nights it had become the norm.

    Craig came home just before my daughters 3rd birthday with 4 men and rope, Craig tied me up in a star fish position he then brought my babies out of their room and made them watch mummy be raped.

    Craig had the biggest grin on his face and I could see he was aroused, my children kept trying to get to me and were crying and calling my name but Craig held them em to watch.

    Once the men had finished with me Craig took his turn, my children hugged me as I was being raped for the 5th time that night.

    Craig then untied me and went off for the late shift at work, I sat on the sofa covered in their semen, my blood and my children’s tears.

    I had a shower and then packed my childrens stuff and fled into the dark night, with only £50 then Craig had chucked at me before he left and no idea of where to go, I walked around my town in the hope of some salvation and prayed that Craig wouldn’t drive passed us.

    I thought to myself maybe I should take mine and my children’s lives I began giving this a lot more thought, I started to walk towards the bridge holding my children’s hands tightly I got closer and closer.

    Someone must have been watching over us as a street pastor approached us and asked if I was ok, I hadn’t realised I had blood running down my leg.

    My son looked at the pastor and said “Craig and the bad men hurt my mummy”.

    The street pastor called the police, after giving my statement the police found me a woman’s refugee I felt safe for the first time in years.

    It’s been a hard long road but I’m finally safe and happy, I am single and plan on staying so, my children spent years not wanting to leave my side and sleepless nights crying, but now they are the most kind caring and brave teenagers.

    If you are in a violent or controlling relationship there is help out there, I stayed for my children but now I realise me staying did them so much more harm

     

  • I’m Asexual Please Understand This Isn’t A Statement

    My name is Daniel Perry and I live in Chester, I am 35 years old, single, never married, very few relationships in my entire lifetime-and to be honest, only had intimate relations once and was underwhelmed by it.

    For a long time I actually tortured myself over my lack of a relationships and all that goes with it in my life, I began self harming and isolated myself from people.

    But in the last couple years I’ve read up on asexuality and have started making peace with myself I am a person who has no sexual feelings or desires.

    It tormented me because I felt like a freak, like there was something wrong with me. But I’m coming to accept there is nothing wrong-this is just how I am.

    There are still some issues, I do feel as if I’ve let my family down by not being able to continue the bloodline and not give them the pleasure of seeing me married.

    But I can’t change this anymore than anyone else can. So I am hoping to find help and support to move on with my life in the new reality I have woken up to.

    Asexual is not weird or strange I am forever seeing people make snide comments or mocking those in the asexual world.

    I cannot change the way I am just as much as you cannot change who you are, please be kind to others who have no choice to how they are.

    I’m Asexual Please Understand This Isn’t A Statement it isn’t a fashion trend because you can’t get a partner etc, it’s a way of life something that means I have no sexual desires at all I can’t force myself to find people attractive or to get sexual desires, I see myself just as a person I can’t say I’m straight or gay or anything I am Asexual and that is okay.

     

  • Everyone Should Know About Clare’s Law

    Clare’s law gives people the ability to find out if their partner, or potential partner, has a history of abuse or violence.

    The scheme, known as Clare’s Law, also allows others with concerns (e.g. family members, friends, neighbours etc.) to make an application if they have concerns about the welfare of another person.

    The aim of the scheme is to give members of the public a formal mechanism to make enquiries about an individual they are/were in a relationship with where there is a concern that the individual may be violent or abusive towards them. This is known as the ‘right to ask’.

    Third parties may make an enquiry on behalf of a potential or existing victims if they have some form of contact with that victim (e.g. parent, neighbour, friend). Enquiries can also be made in relation to ex-partners.

    If police checks show that the individual has a record of violent behaviour, or there is other information/intelligence to indicate that the person is at risk, the police will consider sharing this information with the person(s) best placed to protect the potential victim.

    The scheme aims to enable potential victims to make a more informed decision on whether to continue a relationship and provides further help and support to assist individuals when making that informed choice.

    To make an enquiry

    Call 101

    What will happen

    • The police will ask if anyone is in immediate danger. If someone is in danger the call will be treated as an emergency.

    • If it is not an emergency the police will ask whether you are enquiring for yourself or for someone else.

    • You will be connected through to a call handler to discuss the matter

    • Your details will be taken and then the person who is being checked details will be taken. If you are reporting on behalf of someone else your details will still be taken.

    • A log will be made of the enquiry.

    • The caller will be advised that the application will be processed.

    • The police will check again that no-one is in any immediate danger.

    • The police will remind the caller to ring 999 if they become fearful or to check this section of the website for further advice and support.

    Clare’s Law’, was made after the horrific killing of 36-year-old mother Clare Wood by a man she met on Facebook. George Appleton strangled Ms Wood and set her body on fire before hanging himself.

    Friends and family were shocked to discover that the killer had a history of violence against women, including repeated harassment, threats and the kidnapping at knifepoint of one of his other ex-girlfriends.

     

  • Heartbroken…… My 12 Year Old Son Is Gay

    Heartbroken. …….my son is gay

    My baby boy my youngest child is gay and yes I’m heartbroken not by the fact his gay but by how I found out .

    I’ve always known my son was never a lads lad he was never into football he liked dancing he would prefer to paint his nails and play with hair then go outside to kick a ball about .

    From such a very early age he had such good taste in clothes the outfits he would pick to wear always matched I used to joke with him you’re my little gay boy which he always replied ohh mum I’ve got a girl friend.

    I’ve always spoke to him about his feelings and we would joke about being gay never once meant in a nasty way in just a way to try to help him feel more comfortable about his sexuality and that when he decided to come out I would hope he would tell me but this is why I’m heartbroken he never came out to me I found out by his school teacher who called me and she explained to me about my 12-year-old son and that prehaps I should talk to him.

    Heartbroken...... My 12 Year Old Son Is Gay
    Heartbroken…… My 12 Year Old Son Is Gay

    So straight after the phone call I went upstairs to my son and gave him a hug and told him how proud I was of him and I asked him why he didn’t tell me was it because I always joked about it his reply was “no mum it’s coz you’re proud of me and I know you would want to announce to everyone I’m gay but I would like to tell people first”

    So yes I’m heartbroken on how I found out but omg I so bloody proud of son xx

    I also am so proud of my daughter Mackensie who is slightly older than her brother for making him feel safe at school and showing him how truly awesome he is.

    I am blessed with two confident happy and caring children what more could a mother want? I love my Children more than life it’s self, every day they make me realise what true happiness is, I wouldn’t change anything about either of them from the second they were born i discovered what true love is.

     

  • My Son Was Nearly Run Over By A Bus But They Blame me

    My son Tommy is three years old and a bit of a handful but such a sweet kind boy, my one and only child.

    Yesterday after leaving the cinema we walked to the bus station to get the bus home.

    Tommy was restless after having sat still in the cinema for so long and having had a pick and mix plus a large orangeade so was running around and burning off some excess energy and sugar high.

    As it was Sunday service the buses weren’t as frequent as usual so Tommy was getting bored, he kept running around and  knocking into people so I had to tell him off and asked him to stand still.

    Tommy stomped off and leant against a double-decker bus which had just pulled up at the bus station.

    The bus was parked there for no more than two minutes when it began to pull away.

    Tommy fell under the bus and his head was right by the back wheel, luckily I managed to pull him out in the nick of time before he was ran over, his head was literally inches away from the wheel, I was obviously very upset and shaken up but stayed calm for Tommy.

    Finally our bus arrived and I complained to the driver about the previous bus nearly killing my boy and explained that the driver should have checked his mirrors before pulling away as he could have killed my little boy.

    I was expecting him to be appalled at the drivers actions but I was shocked by the drivers response he said “well maybe you should watch your son and not blame others”.

    Now not only was I still in shock I was angry and upset, I sent an email to the bus company and am awaiting a reply how can they blame my child or me the driver should have looked after all it is his job to ensure people are safe.

     

  • My Son Had To Learn To Wee Again After Hospital Blunder

    I took my son to the ER at Pouder Valley Hospital because he had a tummy ache around 3am so once I get there doctors asked basic questions then decide to get some blood & urine test, the doctor tells me ” I figure because he’s 2 yrs old he won’t pee in a Cup I will just order in a catheter” so as a parent I trust he knows what’s right for my son … I allowed a couple of nurses to come in and do the catheter, they tell me before “it’s a super fast procedure” so as I hold my son down and another nurse.. they proceeded to insert the catheter I noticed they began to struggle and then they decide to switch nurses and 2 other nurse enter .. (now my son Is Completely awake & in pain) so then I noticed the first nurse was being trained to insert her first catheter in a child 😡 & nobody informed me of this so then the 2nd nurse also couldn’t put it in so they decide to keep try & force it in this is where I should have stopped everything but they kept telling me “Almost got it ” .

    My son is fighting them then the 4th nurse comes in and finally forces it in and gets the urine and send me home with no information of how this could affect him as soon as I get home my son just starts crying in pain screaming not peeing running jumping I call the hospital I tell them the symptoms they Tell me this is normal … So after a few hours I decided he is not okay and this is NOT normal I take him to the same ER they see he’s in Excruciating Pain & do an ultrasound and see he has a lot of urine and say it’s now an emergency to take the urine out so AGAIN attempt to insert a catheter 3 other Fail attempts I’m crying and holding my son while he’s begging them to stop I ask them to give him something he should not be going thru this awake he’s in so much pain so then a nurse tries to do an IV and also fails at it!

    My Son Had To Learn To Wee Again After Hospital Blunder
    My Son Had To Learn To Wee Again After Hospital Blunder

    Then they decide to inject morphine in his thigh as she pulls out the needle she cuts his leg with it! I’m beyond pissed then say we need a professional to perform this he needs to empty his bladder and they can’t do it .

    As I arrive to the Children’s hospital they call a urologist he comes in and says because of the traumatic entry of the catheter they blocked his valves to prevent him to urinate on his own the urologist put my son down and with no problems got a catheter in so for 3 days my son could only pee with a catheter connected to a bag .. now my son is home but it took a while for him to get the hang of peeing on his own the first 2 days he could only pee in a tub with warm water.

    The hospital that did this just sent me an apology letter . For you New parents Don’t be afraid to say No and to try less traumatic procedures, try first all simple less painful options ask questions I learned the hard way as a first time parent I’m not sharing this for likes or attention but to simply save another child from this common mistake we make as parents .

     

     

  • I Have An Eating Disorder, Not That You’d Know Looking At Me As I Look Healthy

    I have an eating disorder, not that you’d know looking at me as I look healthy.

    I went from a size 18 down to a size 8.

    I suffer from stomach issues from severe constipation to gastric reflux which can last for days. Days of pain, sickness and not being able to sleep.

    Why did I chose this life? Peer pressure, depression from losing pregnancies, I can’t pin point what exactly has caused this.

    I’m always tired and drained, this is not what I wanted.

    I see a lot of posts asking for ways to lose weight, I see people wanting to know the best laxative to help with weight loss. Please don’t do this ever!!

    It started off as simple as using laxatives but moved on to something more. I violently purged everything I ate whilst desperately counting calories. I over exercised whilst causing myself to pass out.

    It came to head when in the bathroom, crying in pain from my stomach being in intense pain I finally opened up to my husband, my rock the man who is always there for me. This was my game changer, after the initial being cross with me my husband became a strong support. He helps me not binge, not restrict and not over exercise. I have a moderate diet whilst still obsessing over the scales (though I’m better with it!).

    For those out there suffering, please reach out to someone; friend, family or spouse. You deserve to be happy and not live in the vicious cycle.

    Doctors are there to help, they can get you referred to the right places, you aren’t alone.

    Just remember what your head sees in the mirror is not how others see you.

    I know I couldn’t have got to where I am now without the support of my husband.