Friday, January 14, 2022

5.6 WHAT HAVE I DONE?


WARNING THUNDER ANIMATION WITH A PICTURE DOWN BELOW! PROCEED AT YOUR OWN CAUTION! 
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Dear diary, I'm so upset. I wondering WHAT HAVE i DONE? I ended up marrying an aggressive man. I mean he started off real sweet man during her courting and at wedding. Let's start at the  beginning





On the first night as a married couple we decided to skip a honeymoon-. Reg starting making outrageous demands.  First thing he said "Things are going to change around here. One, you quit your job, two, the girls quit school, and learn how to be an actually lady how are they going to get good husbands looking like they do now?!, three, you put this house in MY name. and four you will make me the Duke and we have a boy together ."  I said "No, I can not make you the, duke 1)that will create the wrong impression that this is YOUR family legacy not MY family's and also making you the duke will make people think you're inheirted the title when you didn't, 2)I will not quit a job, I love, 3)and the girls needing schooling to get them a good job in life..I don't want them to end up teenager mother like I was. 4)I will not make the house in your name."  

So we argued a bit more about it and then he got so angry he punched me in the face.  





The next day Juliet and Hailey decided to make breakfast for family before they want to school and I went to work.  When they went to great me that morning they got a very big shocked. I apperently had a black eye from Reg's pushing me the previous night.  Reg was in a terrible mood at breakfast. He didn't say anything but a few swear words 



On the Saturday, I still had a black eye and my twin sister Cora and our Cousin Queen Regent Esmerlda Landgrabbie  told me, I should get rid of Reg. I refused too.  And I didn't stay to long because Reg insisted I come back home and make lunch for him.  After a demoralizing lunch (he wouldn't even let me eat until he was done!)  he did a little dance with me in the kitchen.  How nice is that?







That night we had another fight about the same thing and he started choking me. But a couple of days later he took me out on a picnic. That's so nice right? 




A couple of nights later we had another fight and he forced me to the floor before he punched me.  I was really weak on the floor after that I had this poential day-mare



I had this  flash of a medium-dark skin adult man with green clothing. I couldn't see anything else do the thunder around him it looked like he was having a vision maybe?  and then I got these flashes of a potential future of both me, but of my daughters if i kept up being this strong or technically this weak


The flashes were in strips of short, the first three was of me fallng down the stairs, and the girls finding me injuried  on the floor.  Juliet tries to give me  CPR.


   The 2nd set of three is of me on a stretcher, one going into an ambulance with paramedics, and Juliet crying in the said ambulance,  still on a stretcher but with nurses, and then with Juliet and Hailey visiting me in a coma, hoping I will wake up 


The third set of three I got of potential future was I potentially died, and the girls said goodbye to me, at the hosptial, and then Hailey carried a weak Juliet out of the room, and then the girls said their final goodbyes to me at the funeral 


the fourth set of pictures (which was a set of four) , is that Reg not only married the girls, but brought two other "sisters" he had in far off country  and built this huge castle on my family's land, and forced all the girls to learn basically harem clothing.  Two of the "sisters" got into trouble for going shopping wearing "inappropriate" clothing so they got put to work hand washing laundry in the house.  The next time they want out, they seem to be like my Aunt Rain*, before Aunt Rain before here with her family to be modestly covered especially the head when they want out. Ie in these sisters' cases niqab  


The last set of pictures als of four, was of Reg, woohooing  with Hailey, Hailey getting pregnant, and Juliet, giving her poison, because it was better she was dead, then to survive the agony's of having their fomer-step-father-turned-husband-being-the-father-of-their-children-and-the-problems-they-will-have -with-the-other-"sisters" -if-Hailey-gave-birth-to-a-boy and then I saw what I presumed to be Hailey's funereal.  But like my funeral in a previous flash, Juliet (or I think it was Juliet-I couldn't tell because this time, all the wives were dressed modestly) but Juliet was the chief morning and presumably was allowed to wear white to the funeral, was being comfortable by one of the two remaining "sisters"


The following day, Reg was once again gone, for part of the day so Juliet made me some coffee and we talked. She asked "Mom, what are you going to do with this marriage? It's not good for you or for us." I said "I don't know what to do, if the abuse is this bad already, wouldn't it get worse if I try to seperate from him? or do what he wants?"  Juliet replied  "no matter which option you do, what if Reg starting abusing me? abusing Hailey? abusing any of our girl cousins?" 


I then went to have my little meeting with my twin and my cousin again. They also said, I should divorce Reg.   I just can't..it will just get worse no matter what I do. And it took me so long to find Reg, I don't want to go through another divorce. Reg is always saying "I will never find another person to love if  I divorced him." 



I then went home and Reg had tempory point in a desk and business chair (which once belong to my great-grandma) in our bedroom-and Reg had a glass in hands and we had a talk and I still tried to stand strong but I was starting to bend to Reg's will.  And then we did a little dance in the bedroom


The following Tuesday, I came home early, and I found Reg choking my niece, Miley. I stopped it right away and I told him that he can abuse me, but he's not to lay a single finger on any of my female relatives.   I finally gave in to his demands. 









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