Someone ask me if I have a story to tell... I CAN'T wait! I have a story to tell. My Mom met a guy online named Gary... This guy was great, he was nice, he did things around the house and he was there. My Mom's husband (I'm adoptive and My Mom and Dad divorced) shot himself and My Mom had been alone for 3 years before she met Gary. One time he told me to do something, and I did it. Later that day I asked my Mom to tell Gary not to tell me to do anything, But to ask. I felt that way for two reasons. One: He doesn't have any right to order me about. And Two: He's living in my house. One day Gary said that he should move out of my Mom's house, and Mom said that was a good idea. That night he packed his stuff up and left.
(Now they had been living together for a month. They hand't had any problems or anything. So him wanting to leave was something that he decided on his own.)
Well two weeks passed and Gary asked if he could come back. And Mom said yes. When he did come back he brought alot more stuff. I was upset that Mom let him come back, but I didn't want her to be alone. Anyways Gary changed alot, he was a smart ass, he treated me like shit. We went to thanksgiving at my aunts and when we were about to leave I told Mom I was going to take her stuff out to the Blazer, Gary came in and demanded of Mom to tell her where her stuff is, she told him that I was going to get it. But he continued to yell at her, finally she showed him and he grabbed her stuff and slammed it against my aunts wall. I lost my temper of course and my first thought was beat the fuck out of the guy until there was nothing left. I held myself back though. Anyways we got home and a week later he left again.
(Oh we sat around a table a few days later and he not only screamed at me but he called me a "Bastard" because I was adopted and he got in my Mom's face screaming at her that he was leaving... Which the "beating the fuck out of him" became a good idea. Again I held myself back.)
Gary called my Mom alot of names on the internet, but one day asked to come back. For some reason my Mom aloud it. This time my Mom changed more than Gary, she was very mean with me about him. Saying he was a good man and decided that he was more important than me. I went to my Mom's literaly drained, but felt obligated to go. Finally I had enough and said that I wasn't coming back, later I gave in and did go back. Fourth of July rolled around and Gary popped off to my aunts and when they came hom Mom kicked Gary out, and he's not been back. A few times I was afraid, but this time it's perminant. Not for the lack of trying on his part.
(He in fact threatened to come to the house and break in a few times to get stuff. I finally got to talk to him online through a messanger, he couldn't keep up with my insults and threats. All in all it was a trying time. I stuck with my Mom and everything worked out. If I had to give advise, honestly I would never suggest people finding true love or meeting people online. I just wouldn't take that chance any more.)
