Your son is being charged with rape like he should be.
They just can’t find him bc he is in a meth tent.
Take your rapist son.
He brings nothing productive. He works for 20 minutes a day if that, asks me how to do everything he could google for himself, and wants a medal for working.
Meanwhile, I work 16+ hours a day and don’t rape anyone.
Please remove him.
Also, for your information, I told my friend in writing after it happened, so there is contemporaneous evidence of sexual assault.
It wasn’t the first time he has done it.
He does laugh about it. Thinks it’s hilarious.
So for you to try to discourage me from charges is gross.
As I send the messages, I feel the weight of my words pressing down on my chest. But it’s a good kind of weight. A liberating kind.
In the morning, I make my way to the courthouse, each step a blend of fear and determination.
The intake staff hand me a colored wristband that designates my purpose—here to file, not to defend.
Sitting down, I start filling out the paperwork. My hands tremble as I detail every horrific incident.
An advocate comes over and sits beside me. Her presence is warm, reassuring. “Take your time,” she says gently. “This isn’t easy, but you’re doing the right thing.”
We go through my story together, and her guidance makes me feel seen, reminding me I’m not alone. That other people go through this. That other people know how to navigate this.
When I finish, she hands me a resource pamphlet from the National Center on Domestic and Sexual Violence. “Read this when you’re ready. It might help you process everything.”
I return in a few hours to find the judge has signed off on the order. I’m advised the TRO will be sent to the local police station, and officers there will attempt to serve it as soon as possible.
It feels like a small victory, but the battle is far from over.
At home, I open the pamphlet and flip through the pages until I land on thePower and Control Wheel.
It’s meant to be a tool for understanding abusive dynamics, and as I read through each section, I start marking off everything that applies to Timmy:
Coercion and threats: Making and/or carrying out threats to do something other than hurt her. Threatening to leave her, commit suicide, or report her to welfare. Making her drop charges. Making her do illegal things.
Check.
Intimidation: Making her afraid by using looks, actions and gestures. Smashing things. Destroying her property. Abusing pets. Displaying weapons.
Check.
Emotional abuse: Putting her down. Making her feel bad about herself. Calling her names. Making her think she’s crazy. Playing mind games. Humiliating her. Making her feel guilty.
Check.
Isolation: Controlling what she does, who she sees and talks to, what she reads, and where she goes. Limiting her outside involvement. Uses jealousy to justify actions.
Check.
Minimizing, Denying & Blaming: Making light of the abuse and not taking her concerns about it seriously. Saying the abuse didn’t happen. Shifting responsibility for abusive behavior. Saying she caused it.