Story of Patience
PatienceP
- Location
- Florida,
- Birthday
- July 25
- Bio
- On the surface I'm a well put together, successful mother and wife, but under the cover of perfection and smiles lay the story of child abuse, domestic violence, life in the adult entertainment industry, coping with understanding society rules, roles, religion, honesty and crime against humanity. This is my life and I'm lost under the covers trying to shuffle through all this mess, trying for once....to have it all make sense.
MY RECENT POSTS
- The Devil Made Me Do It
February 22, 2012 02:58PM - Neighbors, Babysitters and
Piles of Laundry
February 06, 2012 12:24PM - Congratulations! You've just
had a waitress.
January 31, 2012 09:27AM - I was once homeless
January 27, 2012 11:47AM - A Day of Judgement
March 21, 2011 06:15PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Congrats on making
Editor's Pick. Glad your son
is doing
better. I have not
had t…”
February 21, 2012 07:08PM - “Sounds like a wonderful
adventure.”
February 18, 2012 03:13PM - “My 17 yr old daughter
and I were dicussing who would
apply
for a register job
at…”
February 10, 2012 11:51AM - “I laugh at ignorant
people who think the
unemployed have it
made. It is
just beca…”
February 08, 2012 09:50AM - “Yep, I broke up with
mine years ago. It's so much
better on
this side, the
less…”
February 07, 2012 08:37PM
PatienceP's Links
I spent 1st through 3rd grade in a private Christian School. Bible stories were read daily along with corny childish prayers about hamsters that were sick and wanting new bikes for birthdays. I thought God and Santa Clause were pretty much the same person…..see’s you when you’re sl/… Read full post »
Neighbors, Babysitters and Piles of Laundry
My parents were followers, mostly following and replicating each act of our neighbors, the Davenports. We moved next door to the Davenports when I was 6 years old. Mr. Davenport and my father had been best friends since they were in elementary school. My father built a bigger house which I’m… Read full post »
Congratulations! You've just had a waitress.
This story goes way back to the early 1970’s, when my parents experienced the biggest disappointment of their lives; the birth of an average child.
I was the first born into the prestigious Wilson family in a little town in NC that thought they were too big for themselves. I actually/…I was once homeless. My family didn't have a home most of 2009. It happened quickly. My husband and my 2 children from another marriage lived in a nice established neighborhood in Cary, North Carolina. My husband worked as a robotics engineer. I was a successful esthetician. We opened our own… Read full post »
A Day of Judgement
Today while working at my mother-in-law's fruit stand with my daughter. A man came up to the counter and asked my daughter why she wasn't in school? I spoke up and said proudly, because she's making straight A's in the virtual home-school program, "she's home-schooled". He said "Ohhh… Read full post »
Don't want to go to Grandpa's House
I was introduced to sex at the young age of 3 years old, by my grandfather. I had repressed most of this memory only to be rushed back to me the first time my boyfriend asked me to give him oral sex. I was 19 years old, yes I know, I/… Read full post »
The Mood Ring
A mood ring, a MOOOOOOOOD ring, it’s what I wanted that day at the Christian Academy Yard sale. Well, that and a brown leather bracelet with my name on it, but with a long name like mine, it would have been more of a collar or small belt, so sights set/… Read full post »
Date Rape and Broken Legs
"Remember when you and your freind raped me while I was passed out at a party? Wow, what a night, huh? Just crazy teenagers." Is this what I should say? I think I must have PTSD, like those guys who come back from military duty who have seen combat. Mine was… Read full post »
Soul....Fact or Fiction?
Last night my husband and I were having dinner by candlelight on our outside deck. In the balmy Florida night, we watched bats fly in the quickly darkening sky and listened to the raccoons and frogs calling one another by the water's edge. I noticed a flying bug attracted to the flame
My Mother
I heard many times, why are you like this, what is wrong with you, why can't you be like...insert any child near my age who made good grades, didn't day dream, liked to wear plaid scratchy wool skirts and penny loafers. I often contemplated this dilemma. Why can't I be a/… Read full post »
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