I seen Abbie stop at least two times in the daylight when they were going to the camper so I am sure she stopped when they went on the night walk to because she doesn’t understand that not every van is there one
Fine. Like I wanted to. I’m taking my action figures and going home.My favorite was saying “you can’t come to my birthday party”!!
I can think of a bunch of movies from 45 years ago that she would have no knowledge of, but not knowing or hearing of the movie Close Encounters is like not playing with toys as a kid...oh wait.This may be sobering and why Big P doesn’t recognize the movie, “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” was released 45 years ago.
How about when she had some kind of stomach problem just a little while back and they kept her outdoors in the heat and blazing Sun so she wouldn’t vomit in the house? How about when Assa pushed her in the pool? Just a couple examples of what I consider abusive!Exploitation of a minor who is mentally handicapped and has no say in anything being done to her really does seem like mistreatment to me. They may not be physically abusing her but showing her most vulnerable moments for the world to watch (and receive profit off of it) can't be in her best interest. I don't think this is what she would have chosen for herself is she was able. They found a way to make money and let Asa be his own boss because he cant work for others.
Exactly right. I thought the same thing as soon as I saw A having to control how Abbie was going about drumming. She was just fine standing there. Then in comes the A Ball of Control and he has her sit down and hit what he wants her to. She quickly loses interest at that point, as would I if someone was CONSTANTLY interfering. My God, man! Leave her the F alone!
They had to spotlight that there was some egg breakage on the floor, and make a big deal out of it. They both have some kind of mental problem, or maybe it’s an ego issue. They have to show off, appear to be the best and have the best, always be right, can’t take any type of suggestion or advice. I suspect if they had listened to the many therapists that have entered into their world, Abbie would be much further along.
Gotta love the head shake of Cilla right after he mentions that Brandy gave her the toy… Abbie loves things that make sounds.. but I guess those sounds annoy Cilla so they don’t buy them?Just realized this is also the "She hates me" video. Back when it hurt Pig's feelings that Abbie can't stand her. Now the feeling is mutual and she avoids doing anything with her.
That was absolutely dreadful. For me, that is when child services needed to be called. They had a sick child who would be dehydrated from vomiting, lying, helplessly, in the hot Florida sun. At the very least, they should have set up a comfortable bed situation under the outdoor ceiling fans in the sitting area to keep her comfortable. Ideally, she should have been inside, with the A/C set to a comfortable temperature with at least one parent...not Isaiah....tending to Abbie's need. That was such negligence that I hope that Tattlers did report and there was a home visit that the disgusting "parents" were too ashamed to share and rant about..How about when she had some kind of stomach problem just a little while back and they kept her outdoors in the heat and blazing Sun so she wouldn’t vomit in the house? How about when Assa pushed her in the pool? Just a couple examples of what I consider abusive!
Sounds like some tit CillaGorilla would say!,she’s got the brain of an immature 12 year old“It’s a free country”. The 11 year old mentality on the same level as “you’re not the boss of me” and “I know you are, but what am I”
My money is still on Isaiah
My dogs tags say Big but friendly. I guess if you read this you know.We’ve seen them in Jacksonville twice. Once they walked into a restaurant that and the other we were at a store.
My dog’s tags say please call my mommy she’s currently unsupervised.
Well you can’t play with my Billy Blazes fire truck ever again!! I’m telling my mom about this.Fine. Like I wanted to. I’m taking my action figures and going home.
I sincerely hope they do. Honestly, and maybe this is weird, but watching them drag Abbie around like they have been is making me anxious. She’s not engaged, constantly being put through NEW and DIFFERENT and it’s awful. I want them to take her home.Preparing the humpers for an early departure. I think they are just as sick of it as Abs is.
Doing great!How is your sister now? SHE MUST LOVE YOU LOTS
Long story short, my Mom developed a very rapid case of dementia due to a UTI, pneumonia and the associated meds. In a nine month span she went from living independently in a very large house, to ending up in hospital due to a fall, to palliative care where she passed. At about the three month mark, the hospital said that she needed to live with me, get care in her own home or go into a care facility. At that point, my Mom was in diapers, was not mobile, was non-verbal and had to be hand fed. The only smart option was a care facility as I was not retired and still employed as a police officer and my schedule was not consistant, so I started looking at care facilities. Guess what? If a resident couldn't get themselves to the dining room on their own power, they would not be accepted. It was beyond stressful and luckily, my Mom's doctor was quite an ally for us and he was able to get my Mom into palliative care, which where I live, is generally for a patient who has less than three months to live. Saying all of this, demonstrates how the Maassive's indifference and laziness has not only failed Abbie, but it has also bitten them in their own meaty butts. Abbie may not be eligible for a good care home because of her profound deficiencies. I'm sure that like most elder care facilities there is a grading scale for Abbie's situation and sadly, Abbie likely grades at 0-2 because of her "parents" negligence.They accused the public school system of warehousing Abbie. What they did was worse. They failed to provide her with a calm, consistent home environment that worked with any school or professional so that she could maximize her potential.
Nothing can make up for that. The learning while Abbie’s brain was most open to learning would have been life changing. Small things matter. Just being potty trained would change the long term care setting. Not taking food from other’s plates would, too. They refused to work on those things with her. They were at home and had the time and even if they wouldn’t bother themselves, they could have arranged for caregivers to work with her.
They did none of that. Abuse and neglect don’t go far enough. They neglect her in the present and create a worse and worse future for her.
Happy Birthday, fellow Cancerian, mine was yesterdayDoing great!
She had a rough last ten years I’d say… and it was hard to watch from far off.. I had a hard time being close to her for a while because, I guess the TL;dr version would be that she one of the many things she suffered with was bi-polar , but instead of the manic-depressive that I got, hers was more aggressive-manic. (I did a lot of research while she was growing up and found that children who take THAT MUCH Ritalin at THAT young of an age can really develop aggression issues.) Combine that with (what I found out later) “trauma” of me moving out (we’re 7 years apart)..
I found out later that she had a real hard time processing my leaving and took it as abandonment when in reality it was time for me to move out on my own. I kept in touch with her, and she would go from “needing her sister” where she would bring up very specific , memories that she cherished (remember when you told me the “you’ll be in my heart” Tarzan song was about us? I need my sissy time”) then an almost an INSTANT, get enraged, try to physically fight me and even tell lies to my boyfriends that I was cheating on them with such made up detail it was scary. The first time she met the guy I’ve been with for 12 years, she kept flashing him her private parts, she was about 11..
But then a week later she would need her sissy…
(She would do this all the way back when she was 4, extremely loving, than extremely.. just vicious in a way.)
One time she even tried to pull a knife on me..
So I had to distance myself even tho I knew it hurt her.. I was trying to fix my own life, ya know. But I never lost touch.
… she got mixed up with a lot of sex (she saw it as a way to make people like her) and drugs and even lost a kid To the state. But I never stopped loving her..
I’ve known her my whole life. I was the one bringing her to school when I dropped out, I knew she was divergent with more than one diagnosis before anyone… I helped calm her when I could and I played with her all the time . (I think it’s the fact that I enjoy meeting kids at their INDIVIDUAL level that makes me want to go into helping others)
My parents eventually even started to come to me for understanding. (Psh.. AFTER she moved away from them)
anyways, TL;dr and I said all this because
I can safely say this is the LONGEST she has gone being as balanced as she is. I would say two whole years, that’s ALOT for her.. I finally felt comfortable completely opening that relationship back up. Although I wish she would challenge herself a little more intellectually, like going for her license (she said she can pass the driving test but she can’t retain the info to study for the “written” part)
I honestly think she could! But, she is a mother again and is an AMAZING MOTHER!!! 100% I feel that child is safe with her and she finally got a decent dude in her life that I feel honestly takes care of her after so many abusive pricks…
Anyways, sorry for the rant on here. I never really talk about this to anyone because it’s never really an appropriate time, ya know.. but I feel here, y’all can understand what I’m talking about. So it just felt good writing it all down.. todays my 35th birthday so I’m feeling a lil existential haha
I want all the marbles I traded you back!Well you can’t play with my Billy Blazes fire truck ever again!! I’m telling my mom about this.
Happy birthday to both of youLong story short, my Mom developed a very rapid case of dementia due to a UTI, pneumonia and the associated meds. In a nine month span she went from living independently in a very large house, to ending up in hospital due to a fall, to palliative care where she passed. At about the three month mark, the hospital said that she needed to live with me, get care in her own home or go into a care facility. At that point, my Mom was in diapers, was not mobile, was non-verbal and had to be hand fed. The only smart option was a care facility as I was not retired and still employed as a police officer and my schedule was not consistant, so I started looking at care facilities. Guess what? If a resident couldn't get themselves to the dining room on their own power, they would not be accepted. It was beyond stressful and luckily, my Mom's doctor was quite an ally for us and he was able to get my Mom into palliative care, which where I live, is generally for a patient who has less than three months to live. Saying all of this, demonstrates how the Maassive's indifference and laziness has not only failed Abbie, but it has also bitten them in their own meaty butts. Abbie may not be eligible for a good care home because of her profound deficiencies. I'm sure that like most elder care facilities there is a grading scale for Abbie's situation and sadly, Abbie likely grades at 0-2 because of her "parents" negligence.
Happy Birthday, fellow Cancerian, mine was yesterday
Ah, damn! Now I do feel older than dirt. I was just a young 20 year old sorta well behaved lady.This may be sobering and why Big P doesn’t recognize the movie, “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” was released 45 years ago.
We’re on a similar wavelength with our Devil’s Tower alien friends:
You are wonderful!Doing great!
She had a rough last ten years I’d say… and it was hard to watch from far off.. I had a hard time being close to her for a while because, I guess the TL;dr version would be that she one of the many things she suffered with was bi-polar , but instead of the manic-depressive that I got, hers was more aggressive-manic. (I did a lot of research while she was growing up and found that children who take THAT MUCH Ritalin at THAT young of an age can really develop aggression issues.) Combine that with (what I found out later) “trauma” of me moving out (we’re 7 years apart)..
I found out later that she had a real hard time processing my leaving and took it as abandonment when in reality it was time for me to move out on my own. I kept in touch with her, and she would go from “needing her sister” where she would bring up very specific , memories that she cherished (remember when you told me the “you’ll be in my heart” Tarzan song was about us? I need my sissy time”) then an almost an INSTANT, get enraged, try to physically fight me and even tell lies to my boyfriends that I was cheating on them with such made up detail it was scary. The first time she met the guy I’ve been with for 12 years, she kept flashing him her private parts, she was about 11..
But then a week later she would need her sissy…
(She would do this all the way back when she was 4, extremely loving, than extremely.. just vicious in a way.)
One time she even tried to pull a knife on me..
So I had to distance myself even tho I knew it hurt her.. I was trying to fix my own life, ya know. But I never lost touch.
… she got mixed up with a lot of sex (she saw it as a way to make people like her) and drugs and even lost a kid To the state. But I never stopped loving her..
I’ve known her my whole life. I was the one bringing her to school when I dropped out, I knew she was divergent with more than one diagnosis before anyone… I helped calm her when I could and I played with her all the time . (I think it’s the fact that I enjoy meeting kids at their INDIVIDUAL level that makes me want to go into helping others)
My parents eventually even started to come to me for understanding. (Psh.. AFTER she moved away from them)
anyways, TL;dr and I said all this because
I can safely say this is the LONGEST she has gone being as balanced as she is. I would say two whole years, that’s ALOT for her.. I finally felt comfortable completely opening that relationship back up. Although I wish she would challenge herself a little more intellectually, like going for her license (she said she can pass the driving test but she can’t retain the info to study for the “written” part)
I honestly think she could! But, she is a mother again and is an AMAZING MOTHER!!! 100% I feel that child is safe with her and she finally got a decent dude in her life that I feel honestly takes care of her after so many abusive pricks…
Anyways, sorry for the rant on here. I never really talk about this to anyone because it’s never really an appropriate time, ya know.. but I feel here, y’all can understand what I’m talking about. So it just felt good writing it all down.. todays my 35th birthday so I’m feeling a lil existential haha