We Did Our Best

See, I do not get this. It may be me. It could be that I am looking at it all wrong. I might be full of pride but I know how it makes me feel. ANGRY.

Donny came to my home at 1.30am drunk and disorderly. During the day I had cause to text Donny to ask him why his wife had reported me to the police for harassment when I had not even spoken to her. In fact I had not spoken to her for months. Kay had an altercation with her over Alma’s sports day but I had not spoken to her. I could not ask her why she had done that because in her usual autonomous way she had block me on every means for me to contact her and she did the same to Kay and Steven. That was all I did, asked him why his wife had done that. I text him several times but he was reluctant to speak to me and gave me short answers. I was not hostile or angry with him I merely asked why.

At 10.30 that night he started to message me on WhatsApp but he was drunk and therefore incoherent. I told him to go to bed and speak to me in the morning. The next thing I know is that Jacob rang to say that he is on his way to my house to speak to me. I was in bed. I had to get up and dress and wait in my living room for his arrival.

When he arrived he pushed past Kay and burst into the living room in a rage. His eyes were bolting out of his head and he was red faced. He charged up to me and started to shout incoherently inches from my face. I have Oedema in my feet so I cannot feel them which means, in this case, I had problems in standing. I tried to get up and push him away but I also have osteoarthritis in my hands so I could not grab onto him tight enough to push him away, but he pushed me back down on my settee every time I tried to get up and continued shouting in my face. I then pointed my index finger at him telling him to go home. He quickly grabbed hold of my finger and twisted it from side to side, as hard as he could, not satisfied with that he then bent my finger right back over causing it to crack and a sharp pain shoot up my arm and my ligament was pulled out of place. When I looked at him, in total disbelief at what he had done to his OAP sick Dad, he was sneering and smiling at me like he was enjoying it. I then snatched my finger out of his grip and turned my other arm to him and pointed at him, telling him to go home. That may have been foolish of me because he did exactly the same thing to that figure, and when I snatched that finger out of his grasp, he punched me in the nose and ran out the flat.

As can be seen in the photo above minutes after he did it. My two fingers were in excruciating pain. I could see a bruise developing along my figure and up my wrist and it was swelling up. I could not use those fingers for two months. I partially understood that he was drunk and told him that if he apologised to me for what he had done, we would forget it. He has never apologised to me. He has blocked me everywhere, like his wife did, but even if I write to him, which I did, he refuses to read my letters. His head is in the sand, and he is not taking it out. He wants to join the WhatsApp Emancipation group with his siblings, and he did. Out of all my children I depended on his support and although he is a dirty fighter I never thought he would hurt me. He had already broken his brothers jaw and split his nose, beaten his ex-wife to within an inch of her life and beat up his girlfriend. He was having an altercation with his father-in-law one day in the mans drive and jumped on his Mercedes car parked in the drive, run across the roof and kicked his father-in-law straight in the face then beat him up. I love Donny but would never recommend him as a friend. There is no excuse for his bad behaviour. He was a good kid but a horrible adult. His now wife is a complete nut case. She is his wife because she felt that the few weeks that she had known him was long enough for him to propose to her so she posed the question herself, she was that desperate. Like a fool Donny accepted her proposal. She dresses in multi colour clothing, has bright red hair and wears Dr Martin boots. She dresses her 5 year old daughter in the same way. She is a self confessed Autonomist. What is an autonomist? Autonomism, also known as Autonomist Marxism, is an anti-capitalist social movement and Marxist-based theoretical current that first emerged in Italy in the 1960s from workerism. It is the ability to make your own decisions without being controlled by anyone else. She makes her decisions based on her own assumptions and then acts upon them. Because she is under medication for a mental condition such a person is a danger to our society. Though I have no evidence it seem to me as though her husband, Donny, has adopted her beliefs and has been brain washed into complying with it. To date he has not apologised but has tried to manipulate his mother and brother. Just another worry from children reprogramed by their spouses.

But this has been contrived. She assumed that she was talking to me instead of Kay, although it was from Kay’s mobile, and Kay made no secret that it was her. She did what most autonomous people do, she guessed, and ran with it, not knowing if her assumption was true or not. Not really caring if it were true or not. I had not even spoken to her. Imagine getting a phone call from the police, saying that you had been reported by someone you had not even spoken to for several months, and for harassment. If you were not sure or had no evidence, most people would not assume or guess but keep their suspicions to themselves, not Becci, she is a narcissistic know-it-all so blurts it out without thinking it through. That is what autonomous people do. She does not need facts when she has assumptions.

When Steven heard of this he was fuming with Donny and text him a picture of my figure’s, as sown below. Donny refused to talk to him saying his head is not in the right place for him to talk about it. When he was eventually in the right frame of mind he went to Stevens, but Steven did not want to talk about it because Donny took Becci there. She was the instigator, the cause of this altercation. Steven did not, still does not, want Becci there. Donny then had the decency of going on his own but Steven could still not resolve anything with him. Steven asked me to email Donny and tell him not to bring Becci to his house. So I did. The next time Donny went there he took Becci and last night he went there again and guess what, he took Becci there again. Even though she know Steven does not want her there she still comes. Why. Steven does not want her there. He does not want to tell her when she is on his doorstep, he does not want the confrontation. He looks at it like if she had not reported me for not even speaking to her then Donny might not have gotten angry when he was drunk and I would have not been beaten up for doing exactly nothing. I was not a part of their altercation but I had to take the beating. If I were 20 years younger he would have gotten the beating.