Coming Clean
The last 24 hours has been rough. Not because of anything that has happened to me, but because of what has been happening to the people around me.
We'll start with my "Wife" Tarrah. First, a little back story. I met Tarrah in the seventh grade, 8 years ago. She was my first real friend when I moved. She's the one that introduced me to Alisa. We spent the whole school year as best friends. Then, at the end of the school year, Tarrah and her family moved to Arizona. She later had a baby daughter, Kadance. Things with Kady's dad didn't work out and she and Kady moved back to Ohio to live with Tarrah's grandparents. Then, she started to date Aaron. I despised him almost instantly. He was quick to anger, didn't like her hanging out with people unless he was there and quite honestly, something about him didn't sit well with me. I begged her to break things off before things got serious. The more I begged, the more she pushed away and the more he isolated her from her friends. We drifted apart. Didn't speak for two years. I looked her up online one day. Sent her a message. We made plans to hang out. At this point, she and Aaron (now married and expecting a baby) were living apart. He was living at his parents while Tarrah was still at her grandparents. This was right before Kadance turned 3. Baby Anastyn was born about a month later. We went through a six month period where we barely spoke. Aaron had got on her facebook and deleted me from her friends. I decided to back off because I didn't want to be the cause of more fights between the two of them. I messaged Tarrah's grandma one day, needing to know how Tarrah and the girls were doing. Her grandmother was one of the most amazing people I have ever had the pleasure to meet. Tarrah sent me a friend request a couple days later. She and Aaron had gotten an apartment. Tarrah later tried to leave him, moving back in with her grandparents. About a month after that, Tarrah's grandmother tragically passed away after an aneurysm had burst in her brain. Tarrah was a wreck, vulnerable, completely heartbroken. Her grandma was hero, her grandma had basically raised her. Aaron wouldn't leave her alone, no matter how much she told him to. She eventually moved back in with him. A few days ago, Tarrah told me that she told Aaron she wanted a divorce. She moved back to her grandpa's, taking both of the girls with her, having the sole intention of joint custody of Anastyn and letting Kady decide if she wanted to Aaron to be in her life. Tarrah went to house she and Aaron had gotten about a month ago to get some stuff. She had made a bit of mess going through one of the boxes and he attacked her. Threw her into a wall, bit her multiple times and threw her down a flight of stairs. He then made her walk back to her grandpa's barefoot. She called the cops, reported the whole thing. He's out of jail on bond and she has a no contact order with the intent of getting a 2 year restraining order and full custody of Ana. Because he did this, he is losing all custodial rights to his only child. Which, to me, isn't nearly enough.
Then, my mom called me this morning. My cousin Casey? His wife, Summer, is in the hospital. Last I heard, the doctors had no real idea of what was wrong with her. They originally thought appendicitis, not ruling it out yet, but they are doing more tests and have her on a liquid diet. We have no idea how long she's going to be in the hospital.
And through all of this, I have been scared, worried, heartbroken for my friends and family. And even though he is so terribly busy with the Navy and everything that comes with military life, Angel still found the time to be there for me today. I truly am lucky to have so many great people in my life. It's funny how horrible things can bring people together. Take, for example, Tabitha and me. We have a long history of being really close friends one day and hating each other the next. But, no matter what issues she and I have with each other, we have a lot of the same friends and when something happens to one of them, we set aside everything to be there for that friend and make sure that person knows that no matter what, they are more important than petty drama.
Life. It's hard and it's fast. It throws curves and, quite honestly, bricks the size of the moon. You fall down, you get hurt. But, with good friends and family, nothing can defeat you.
~Me
We'll start with my "Wife" Tarrah. First, a little back story. I met Tarrah in the seventh grade, 8 years ago. She was my first real friend when I moved. She's the one that introduced me to Alisa. We spent the whole school year as best friends. Then, at the end of the school year, Tarrah and her family moved to Arizona. She later had a baby daughter, Kadance. Things with Kady's dad didn't work out and she and Kady moved back to Ohio to live with Tarrah's grandparents. Then, she started to date Aaron. I despised him almost instantly. He was quick to anger, didn't like her hanging out with people unless he was there and quite honestly, something about him didn't sit well with me. I begged her to break things off before things got serious. The more I begged, the more she pushed away and the more he isolated her from her friends. We drifted apart. Didn't speak for two years. I looked her up online one day. Sent her a message. We made plans to hang out. At this point, she and Aaron (now married and expecting a baby) were living apart. He was living at his parents while Tarrah was still at her grandparents. This was right before Kadance turned 3. Baby Anastyn was born about a month later. We went through a six month period where we barely spoke. Aaron had got on her facebook and deleted me from her friends. I decided to back off because I didn't want to be the cause of more fights between the two of them. I messaged Tarrah's grandma one day, needing to know how Tarrah and the girls were doing. Her grandmother was one of the most amazing people I have ever had the pleasure to meet. Tarrah sent me a friend request a couple days later. She and Aaron had gotten an apartment. Tarrah later tried to leave him, moving back in with her grandparents. About a month after that, Tarrah's grandmother tragically passed away after an aneurysm had burst in her brain. Tarrah was a wreck, vulnerable, completely heartbroken. Her grandma was hero, her grandma had basically raised her. Aaron wouldn't leave her alone, no matter how much she told him to. She eventually moved back in with him. A few days ago, Tarrah told me that she told Aaron she wanted a divorce. She moved back to her grandpa's, taking both of the girls with her, having the sole intention of joint custody of Anastyn and letting Kady decide if she wanted to Aaron to be in her life. Tarrah went to house she and Aaron had gotten about a month ago to get some stuff. She had made a bit of mess going through one of the boxes and he attacked her. Threw her into a wall, bit her multiple times and threw her down a flight of stairs. He then made her walk back to her grandpa's barefoot. She called the cops, reported the whole thing. He's out of jail on bond and she has a no contact order with the intent of getting a 2 year restraining order and full custody of Ana. Because he did this, he is losing all custodial rights to his only child. Which, to me, isn't nearly enough.
Then, my mom called me this morning. My cousin Casey? His wife, Summer, is in the hospital. Last I heard, the doctors had no real idea of what was wrong with her. They originally thought appendicitis, not ruling it out yet, but they are doing more tests and have her on a liquid diet. We have no idea how long she's going to be in the hospital.
And through all of this, I have been scared, worried, heartbroken for my friends and family. And even though he is so terribly busy with the Navy and everything that comes with military life, Angel still found the time to be there for me today. I truly am lucky to have so many great people in my life. It's funny how horrible things can bring people together. Take, for example, Tabitha and me. We have a long history of being really close friends one day and hating each other the next. But, no matter what issues she and I have with each other, we have a lot of the same friends and when something happens to one of them, we set aside everything to be there for that friend and make sure that person knows that no matter what, they are more important than petty drama.
Life. It's hard and it's fast. It throws curves and, quite honestly, bricks the size of the moon. You fall down, you get hurt. But, with good friends and family, nothing can defeat you.
~Me
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