Don’t judge me until you’ve walked in my shoes!


As most of you who follow me know, we live in a small town in the Rocky Mountains.  It was recently brought to my attention one woman has been spreading some very vicious lies about me and my husband and it has to do with my husband’s son.

Prior to us getting married, his son was 12 going on 13.  He was a late birth for my husband and his late wife and they had many problems with him once he went to school.  In fact, he had been kicked out of every school he attended until they decided to home school him.  His home schooling consisted of the youngest sister spending about an hour on his lessons and then the rest of the day he played video games rated for mature audiences.  The video games consisted of him selecting a weapon to kill people with.  He would spend hours playing these games.

After we moved to Colorado and I got to spend 24/7 with him, I noticed something was off with him.  Years prior he had been diagnosed with ADHD from a Kaiser doctor who spent 20 minutes with him.  However, when we enrolled him in a public school in eighth grade to get him more socialized, he began to act up.  He would constantly make noises in the classroom to disrupt the rest of the students.  He frequently had meltdowns to where no one could calm him down and we would get a phone call to come pick him up.  He started bullying younger and smaller kids than himself which caused other kids to gang up on him.  Of course, we only heard his side of the story and he was never responsible for anything that was going on.  He wanted to be home schooled again and because I was in school myself, I didn’t have time to home school him nor did I want to.

One Saturday he was playing is video game and I sat down to watch what he was doing.  I was appalled at what I saw and I spoke to my husband about it.  I also checked the cover of the video game and saw it was for 18 or over, mature audiences.  I told my husband he wasn’t allowed to play the game anymore and needed to get games that were more age appropriate.  He agreed.  So, when we told my step son he would no longer be able to play this shoot em up game, he became enraged.  We explained he could have it back when he turned 18 and not a day sooner.

It was toward the end of his eighth grade when the principal called us in and told us he believed my husband’s son was autistic and may have some other issues going on.  He suggested we have him tested, which consisted of 3 days driving down to Denver where he met with a team of psychologists who got him to talk as well as do some written tests.  Several weeks later we got his diagnoses of autism, ADHD, and PTSD.  He also had severe emotional problems and was unable to control his anger.  He was put on medication for the ADHD and the voices in his head and has been in therapy once per week for the last 3 years.  We also put him in special ed where he sees a school psychologist and is allowed extra time to do school work and tests.

Back to this woman in town.  We did a remodel prior to finding all this out about my step son and like I said, he was very difficult to deal with (even to this day he is difficult even though he is getting the help he supposedly needs).  He is a stubborn person who insists there is nothing wrong with him.  We’ve had to raise our voice many times with him because he chooses not to listen to us.  So, this woman sold us our tile for our shower and bathroom floors.  One of her husband’s workers was extremely slow and it was getting a little annoying.  It took him a week to lay a tile floor on a very small powder room and when he got up to the master bath, he asked me how I wanted the tile laid.  I told him brick style and he protested telling me it would take him 3 weeks if I wanted it laid like that.  Because I was already displeased with his work, I threw up my hands and said, just do it anyway you want.  After thinking it over, I called my contractor and told him what this guy said to me.  My contractor then called this woman’s husband and asked him to speak with his employee.  Well, this guy said he never told me that and of course, they were going to believe him until I remembered the laborer was in the bathroom while we had this discussion.  My contractor called him and he gave the same story I did.  I then told my contractor I did not want this guy in my house ever again.  I told him to have him pick up his tools and to get someone else to do the job.

When the owner of the tile company called me he said it would take him 3 weeks before he could get to the job now which wasn’t acceptable to me or my husband.  So I asked the contractor if I could find my own tile setter since we already had the material.  He told me I could, so I went onto the business page on Facebook and asked if there was a tile setter looking for work.  Well, this pissed off this woman.  Mind you I never mentioned anyone’s name just said I needed someone ASAP to finish up the work.  I received many names but before I selected a new tile setter, this woman’s husband called me on the phone.  He said he would do the work sooner and would be over in 2 days.  He also complained about me putting it on social media and I told him I never mentioned his name nor his companies name because even though his employee called me a liar I didn’t feel it necessary to crucify his business on social media.

Apparently, one day while this guy was doing the tile job, we had it out with my step son  when he came home from school.  He had been acting up yet again (remember this was before we found out his real diagnosis) and this guy supposedly went home and told his wife how awful we were to my step son.  So this woman is out for revenge now.  We have never agreed on anything on social media and I not only blocked her nasty ass from seeing any of her posts, I removed myself from every community page with the exception of the garage sale site and the uncensored page.  I am unable to see anything she posts and it has been wonderful.

During the recall of the school board process and the election of 3 new school board members, on the neighborhood site, she always clashed with me.  We never wanted the same candidates and she always had something negative to say to me.  I haven’t yet but just found out how to silence her nasty comments on the neighborhood site and will be doing that shortly.  So, this year we are electing a new sheriff. When my husband and I went to his Meet and Greet I noticed her car in the parking lot.  I was astonished we wanted the same candidate for sheriff!  I have to tell you this, I didn’t recognize this bitch when I walked into the room.  When someone else pointed her out, I was shocked!  She had aged so much in the last 3 years and not in a good way!  Oh, and she knew who we were immediately.

We befriended several new neighbors at this meeting and one added us as members to a election site for this guy.  One week later, both my husband and I were removed.  That’s when I found out about the nasty lies she was telling people who don’t even know us (we abuse our step son).  She is admin to this page, hasn’t done a damn thing for this election except sit behind her computer thinking she’s important.  My husband and I, along with several other people, are busting our asses making election signs and she is doing absolutely nothing except causing all kinds of drama.  I ended up sending her a message, if she continues to talk shit about me or my husband, I will be retaining a lawyer and slap her with a civil lawsuit.  I’m done with her shit.  I’ve done nothing to her nor have I ever said anything bad about her, her husband or their companies.  I would never do business with her again and I will never be her friend.

To this day, my step son continues to lie, have meltdowns, curses up a storm, calls us all kinds of obscenities and does whatever the hell he wants and yes, we do discipline him because he needs it.  I refuse to allow him to get away with and to disobey and disrespect us.  We are trying to prepare him for the cruel world he will shortly be entering on his own.  He continually blames me for his uneventful life, for not allowing him to eat sugar (which he does anyway and we know this because sugar causes him to lose control causing meltdowns and anger issues).  He is almost 18 and once he turns 18 and moves out of the house, he can do whatever he wants.  He can eat as much sugar as he wants, he can play his violent video games, he can learn how to drive a car.  While under our roof, he had to abide by our rules.  And until any one has walked in my shoes, I will not be judged for my actions.