Starting Over Again

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Kristina and I broke up and I have a date tomorrow. Her name is Melissa. My Dad thinks I need to be happy on my own before I get into another relationship. I think he is right. The truth is I am loyal to Kristina and going on this date would not be fair to Melissa.

Kristina dumping me did not hit me as hard as Kansa did. I am not suicidal. In fact I asked another girl out as soon as she did it. I am still hurt but I will be OK.

I am not going to be bouncing around any time soon but I will be fine. What sucks is I changed my shift to days for Kristina and now I am stuck with it. I hate working when the sun is up. It seems the sun bakes human brains and makes the bulk of my Co-workers behavior mimic that of a herd of sheep.

When I first started this post Kristina made it clear that she didn’t want anything to do with me. The reasons for her breaking up with me had to do with pressure she is still getting from her family and friends. They looked me up on the internet and only run with the first results without caring enough for Kristina’s happiness to fact check the Source.

The truth is my sister hit me when I was in my early 20’s but my reaction put here in the hospital. I only hit her once, but my defending myself means I have an Assault 3 Domestic on my record. When I lost Kansa she put a restraining order on me because her family was afraid of my past.

Their are other things on my record that have been sealed by the court but the booking still show up. Kristina and her family freaked out and inspire of the man I am today, Kansa’s petty hatred a almost destroyed the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Because of the petty snooping of armatures I am not welcome in my girlfriend’s home. Her parents don’t approve of our seeing each other. But no one would ever be good enough for Kristina in her families eyes.

This kind of behavior is similar to what the press does to slant a story to further the Socialist adgenda in the free world. With no verify facts lives get destroyed. Of course I have a record. I have been on my own since I was 15 and a good part of that time I was homeless. Most of my record stems from trespassing to find shelter.

By the way I did my own Google search on myself to see what comes up.

The first few pages are books that I had written. And charities that I am involved in, but Kristina’s family and friends had it out for me so they ignored the man that I am today and only focused on the criminal record that was sealed years ago. Kristina say’s that they used a website like my life to look me up but they didn’t think it was important enough to pay the fees to find out what was being said.

So what they saw that caused our break up is really just an advertising scam that shows people that you may have a criminal offence but you don’t know until you pay the fee.

This image is what they most likely saw. Yes I have financial issues last year I worked four of 12 months due to illness. But as an adult I have never been arrested. Note that there is no indication in the screen shot that I have been. Like I said these site are just basically advertising for stuff that few people have the time to do themselves. Never the less I lost the girl of my dreams thanks to over protective parents and a lack of understanding or concerns for there daughter’s happiness.

Part of the issue was a lie that had no relevance to anyone but myself. Kelliena’s death in 2001 was much easier for me to deal with than the way Kansa planned for months in secret to divorce me in 2017. In fact she began making trips to the hospital with friends from work to help establish a pattern of abuse I learned about this early on in 2012 when a police officer came to my work place to investigate.

Kansa’s sorry fell apart in the officer’s eyes when my alibi happened to be the closed circuit security cam in the warehouse that placed me at work while she was claiming to have been beaten. Kansa was taken in for a mental health evaluation in hand cuffs before I got home that day.

However, her foundation of credibility for a restraining order was being layed. She wanted out of our marriage because her family never let up about how horable of a man I was for making her get a job. She began to open her own bank accounts and always kept a packed suitcase in the trunk of our car claiming it was just for emergencies.

In March of 2017 she had enough courage to go through with the plan that she and her mother had been perfecting since 2010 probably the day we got married. She told me the night before that she needed to go in to the hospital for a med adjustment. I drove her there.

By the time we got to the hospital the professional mental health patient had a blanket over her head yelling, “don’t let them see me, if they see me you die!” By that time Kansa had already been in and out of the hospital for the same issue 32 times in the 7 years that we had been married. She knew what to say to avoid being admitted and what to say to get admitted. This time she needed to be admitted so the doctors could put a no contact order on me so she had time to fill for the divorce.

It was easier to handle Kellie’s death and transpose it onto Kansa then to admit to myself that my best friend hated me for so long and was only counting the days before she could finally be rid of me.

When Kristina’s family started controlling her against me, I saw history repeating itself. Kristina is 36 years old and seems to be afraid of going against the wishes of a group of people who made up a bunch of things against me so Kristina would break up with me. Kansa used the government as a weapon against me and Kristina threatened to do the same in both cases the over protective families were at the helm.

When Kansa got her first job that I helped get her, she started to become confident in herself. When she started standing up to Mom, I became public enemy number one. My marriage to Kansa was over before it began. All I did was show her, her Independence. For that Mommy hated me. Mommy wanted Kansa to live off the Taxpayer so Mommy as her payee could skim off the top.

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Anthony Antolic has a full-time job working at Derect Marketing Solutions in Vancouver Washington. He runs Anarchy Empowered on the side. Anthony feels it is important to bring back morality for the sake of our culture.