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Title:Welcome to the Non-Custodial Parents Conference
Notice:Please read 1.* before writing anything
Moderator:MIASYS::HETRICK
Created:Sun Feb 25 1990
Last Modified:Fri Jun 06 1997
Last Successful Update:Fri Jun 06 1997
Number of topics:420
Total number of notes:4370

110.0. "A child's note" by BENONI::JIMC (illegitimi non insectus) Fri Dec 28 1990 11:29

    I have entered a few responses here and some notes in the blended
    families file about the situation with my daughter Jenni.  While she
    was with me here in the office this week I allowed her to read some of
    the things in the notes file (OK kill me8-)), especially note 9 about the
    teenage daughter sent to a mental hospital by  her mother.  Jenni asked
    to have the opportunity to reply and I asked the moderators who have
    given me permission to enter her note here. What follows is in her own
    words and unedited even to most of her spelling and grammar.  (I am
    glad that she has this opportunity, some of the things she wrote, she
    had not even shared with me yet and I believe it will help her)
    
                             The Pain Inside
                                    by
                              Jenni Campbell
    
    Hello, my name is Jenni.  I will be sixteen January 8th.   My story
    starts back in Maryland over a month ago.  My mother and I had fought
    all Thanksgiving weekend about stupid stuff like taking out the
    garbage.  We  were still fighting when the week rolled around.  Monday
    morning we were just getting ready to go to work and school, my mother
    drives my sister & I.  That morning I had forgotten where my keys were. 
    While I was trying to find them my mother stood there and screamed at
    the top of her lungs, wakeing the neighbors.  Finally I found them on
    my other purse strap.  So I came downstairs and went to pick up my
    books, she pulled my hair and I mean really hard.  I told her to leave
    me alone so she said I'll leave you alone alright and she started
    kicking me.  I walked out the door and she's telling me how much she
    hates me and how she can't stand the sight of me.  We got in the car
    and she said "I want your stuff packed and out of here by the time I
    get home.  I hope you have a place to stay" so I said fine.  She made
    me get out of the car and take the bus to school.  I cried at school
    for at least 3 periods.  After school I went home to get my clothes and
    other personals.  And I hit the road.  My friend Rob let me keep my
    clothes in his car, and he drove me to wherever I was staying that
    night.  He did that for me for a week and a half.  I spent a week and a
    half anywhere I could stay.  I had gotten sick in the meantime.  My
    friend Stacey at school told me that she talked the lady she
    babysits for into letting me stay there for a while.  I stayed with her
    (Cathy and her little girl Cristie) for over two weeks.  In the
    meantime I had gotten worse and I stayed home (Cathy's) during the day
    which means I missed alot of school so my grades fell.  My guidance
    counselor contacted DSS.  They talked to me and my Dad and tried my
    mother.  She wouldn't answer the letters from DSS.  She found out I was
    sick and decided that I needed to see a doctor.  My mom asked me if I
    cared who took me to the Hospital.  I didn't care one bit as long as I
    got there.  She picked me up at around noon.  She b!tched at me the
    whole way there.  I went into the doctors office, he examined me and
    told me I had a hyatal hernia.  After I was finished there she bought
    me lunch.  I ate lunch then we stopped so she could fill my
    prescriptions.  After I had eaten my stomach pain had gotten worse,
    much worse.  To put it bluntly I was in tears afraid I was going to
    vomit like I did everything else I ate.  Finally it happened I vomited
    and alot of the pain had gone away.  My mom dropped me back off at
    school.  Still complaining about everything I did.  I got to school and
    got on the bus to go to Cathy's.
    
    The end of the week came it was the last day for me at that school. 
    The last two periods surprisingly turned into a going away party for
    me.  I cried my friends cried.  Then that Saturday I got onto the plane
    to come and live in Ipswich with my father.  It still isn't a happy
    ever after story.  My step mother is very unhappy about my being here,
    but my father told me he'd hoped for me to be with him.  I miss my
    friends and my boyfriend didn't want me to leave him but it wasn't my
    choice.  I start school on January 4th but I don't have any friends. 
    I'm starting a new life, it isn't going to be very good or happy for a
    long time.  At least I have a roof over my head and a warm bed, food in
    my stomach, clothes on my back and a place where I can get a little
    love.
    
    Happiness to everyone.
                                               Simply,
                                               Jen 
    
    (A follow up note from Jim (dad))
    
    It took me and my lawyers 2 1/2 days of yelling at DSS to get them to
    make her mother take her to the Dr.  Since she was the only person
    empowered to do so there they finally pushed her into it.  There have
    been other parts of this saga in which I have participated on Jen's
    behalf.  I was worried sick most of this time after I found out.  I'm
    glad she is here, I hope my marriage survives, but I gotta tell ya, I
    can do no less.
    jimc
                            
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110.1from one who's been there tooCSC32::HADDOCKAll Irk and No PayFri Dec 28 1990 11:398
    Jimc,
    
    Give Jenni a hug for me.
    She sounds like a good girl, and has a good father if not a not-so-good
    mother.
    
    best of luck to both of you,
    fred();
110.2childrenCSC32::W_LINVILLElinvilleFri Dec 28 1990 18:1910
    Jimc,
    
    	The bonds we share with our children must endure. We can find
    ourselves through the roadmap of our blood. Forward or backward we are
    one in blood. Do not lose site of the important people in our lives,
    our children. They carry the past into the future.
    
    		Peace to you and Jen.
    
    			Wayne
110.3This one's for JenniWILLEE::SKOWRONEKFri Jan 04 1991 06:5333
    
    Hi Jim & Jenni,
    
    I just read Jenni's story & I had to reply.  I am an ACOA (Adult Child
    of an Alcoholic), and this story sounds very familiar to other stories
    I have heard from other ACOA's and ACDF (Adult Children from
    Dysfunctional families).  This is definately a dysfunctional (if not
    alcoholic) family type of story.  I strongly suggest that your daughter
    attend some sort of therapy so that she may work through the problems
    that she has with her mother.
    
    She needs to know that however her mother treated her it is not her
    fault -- she is just a kid, and she has probably not been given a
    chance to be a kid.  Her mother may be an ACOA or ACDF and this is the
    only way she knows how to raise a family, because that was how she was
    raised herself.  Your daughter needs to start her recovery now so that
    she may enjoy the rest of her life without feeling abandoned, useless,
    worthless, etc.  Verbal/Mental/Emotional abuse is very destructive,
    especially to a teenager.
    
    You may also want to try some sort of therapy for yourself & your wife
    so that you work through the problems that have or will erupt from your
    daughter living with you.  It is a big adjustment, not just for Jenni,
    but for the rest of your family.
    
    Most of all, what Jenni needs right now is you, her father.  She is
    probably very hurt from her mother & she needs to know that you will
    always be there for her --- good & bad.
    
    Good luck & please keep us posted,
    
    Debby
    
110.4we're working on itBENONI::JIMCillegitimi non insectusFri Jan 04 1991 15:108
    Thanks Debby.  We are seeking counseling.  The therapist feels that
    Jenni is doing OK for now and that she needs time to reach the point
    where she has a need and desire to work on her feelings about her
    mother (my wife said "Yeah, right! We have to go to therapy but she
    gets a free ride").  Jenni is basically an easy going happy person and
    I will continue to talk with her and watch her for signs that she needs
    (or is ready for) help.  The problem is not alcohol or drugs, just a
    very dysfunctional family for several generations.
110.5Cold than deep space she is.BENONI::JIMCillegitimi non insectusFri Jan 11 1991 14:4415
    It never ends, but ya gotta wish it would get a little better.
    
    Tuesday (8th) was Jenni's birthday.  No telephone call, no card,
    nothing from her mother.  I haven't told Jenni this, but her mother has
    specifically asked that she not have any visitation rights.  Now, I
    know I'm her father and biased, but this is definitely not one of those
    teenagers from hell.
    
    Someday this woman will reap the seeds she has sown, but then, true to
    form, she will blame it on someone else.  
    
    BTW, I have had to pay support for another month because she is
    dragging her heels about getting a new agreement.  The whole thing
    really frosts me.
    
110.6Give Jenni my bestEXIT26::MACDONALD_KMon Jan 14 1991 08:0719
    Jim,
    
    Please give Jenni my best...  I read her story and it brought tears
    to my eyes.  And also tell her "Belated Happy Birthday" from me.
    Mine was on the 9th so I have a special fondness for January babies!
    Although her experience is a lot different from mine (my mother was
    killed in an auto accident when I was 17, leaving me to live with and
    take care of an alcoholic father), I know what it's like to experience
    so much at such a young age.  It's sad to have adult problems when
    you're really still only a kid, but this experience can help her in the
    long run if she can avoid the pitfall of becoming cynical.  It's hurts
    deeply now, but I guarantee that she will be a very loving and
    compassionate adult.  She must believe (as others have already said)
    that none of this is her fault.  She's at the mercy of the adults in
    her life, but it sounds like she's got a great dad.  There's a major
    good thing in her favor.  Please keep us posted on her progress.
    
    - Kathryn
    
110.7the worst of timesCSC32::HADDOCKAll Irk and No PayMon Jan 14 1991 08:1516
    re .5
    
    >Someday this woman will reap the seeds she has sown, but then, true to
    >form, she will blame it on someone else.  
    
    Sometimes the *worst* thing that you can do to someone is *nothing*.
    
    One thing that I still haven't been able to figure out is how parents
    can take their anger for their ex out on their children.  That's why
    I consider myself as much a children's rights activist as much (or
    more) than an NCP rights activist.  My children still haven't received
    *anything* from their mother in the way of christmas.  Not even a
    card.  Last year, the two that were living with me didn't enen get 
    a card while the one's living with the ex got a new Nintindo.
    
    fred();
110.8RBTRN::EERENBERGProChoice b4 conceptionMon Jan 14 1991 08:5911
Jenni, it *does* get better.  Give yourself a long time if you need it.
You and your dad will come through and you may have an appreciation for
life that others around you will never have.  I was in a dysfunctional 
relationship and am much happier having gone to counseling, therapy, etc.

It sounds like you and your dad are doing the right things!

Both of you will be in my thoughts and prayers.

			Take care,
			   John
110.9life goes onBENONI::JIMCillegitimi non insectusFri Apr 05 1991 12:3373
    It has been a while since I updated the situation here.  I have posted
    in human relations though.  Anyway, Jenni wrote me a letter the other
    day and I thought I would share it here.  It makes me sad but gives me
    some hope.
    
    
    Daddy,
    	Since I have a hard time talking when I'm upset I thought I would
    say it in words.
    	I've been thinking a  lot lately and I decided that I am not happy
    here.  I mean  I love you and what your doing for me and I'm happy to
    be with you but I can't deal with some things.  It seems like I cry
    alot now.  I miss Maryland, my friends even my old lifestyle.  I'm used
    to the beatings and fights.  I don't know how to handle things your
    way.  Everything has chnaged drasticly.  Adrian talked about sending me
    to a boarding school, I don't want that but I've been thinking about
    private school w/ both _boys_ and girls.  I don't like Ipswich High
    school it's to small and they treat us like little kids.  Besides I
    don't like the people they are to snobby like they rule the world and
    the people in it.  I mean I fit in  and have a lot of friends but they
    aren't the kind of people I really want as friends but I don't have a
    choice.
    How about a school to stay at during the week and come home on
    weekends.
    	Sometimes I feel like Adrian doesn't want me here and sometimes I
    don't want to be here with her.  I feel as if you guys are crowding me. 
    I never had anyone trying to take care of me so much.  Daddy I
    practically grew up on my own w/ noone there for me.  I don't want and
    am not used to people caring for or about me.  I know you're trying to
    becareful not to lose me but I'm slowly drifting further.  I need space
    please.  I'm not used to a family dinner, making my bed in the morning,
    no beatings when something goes wrong.
    	It's not your fault or Adrians it's just the way I grew up.  I've
    raised myself since the third grade.
    	Daddy here's a little poem ->  keep it in your heart.
    
    	None of this is what you did it's just the way I feel.
    
    Sometimes being family
    means more than just smiles
    and good times.
    
    It means caring for each other
    and building bridges of trust...
    
    It means not being afraid
    to ask and answer
    difficult questions..
    
    It means accepting one another
    for what we are...
    
    It means pulling together
    when things get rough, 
    Knowing that love will be there
    no matter what.
    
    Thanks for being there
    for me.
    
    I Love You
    Jenni
    
    
    I gotta tell you folks, it brings tears to my eyes and scares living
    hell out of me all at the same time.  This kid has a lot of potential
    to be a really decent human being if I can just help her not to lose
    herself.  BTW, I am not asking for advice, I just thought I'd share it
    with all of you.
    
    Hugs
    jim
    
110.10FSTVAX::BEANAttila the Hun was a LIBERAL!Fri Apr 05 1991 15:0826
    Jim...
    I just re-read the string... I'm saddened by Jenni's letter to you.. 
    
    I am sure there is more to this story.. it's been a couple months
    now... maybe a bit more that Jenni has lived with you.. not much time. 
    I am sure you all feel the pressure of change.  (your basenote even
    intimated a fear you had that you hoped your present marriage would
    survive, and Jenni's letter indicates she feels a lot of prressure from
    the changes in her life.)
    
    You said you were seeking counselling... I hope you didn't stop.  This
    sounds like a time for really intensive soul-searching for you ALL.  
    
    If Jenni feels pressured by your care... perhaps you can try to
    understand why.  And perhaps she can try to learn to accept a role in
    family life that is *different* from her experience in the past. 
    Things do change, after all.  Even if she'd grown up with you the whole
    time, her role now as a teenager/adult would be different than it was
    only a short time ago...
    
    Whatever happens, Jim... our thoughts are with you all... whatever the
    outcome.
    
    Pain never ends... it changes.
    
    tony
110.11I've joined the ranks of the CPsBENONI::JIMCillegitimi non insectusMon Jun 17 1991 13:1231
    Well, FWIW, I am soon to leave the ranks of NCP.  As I mentioned
    earlier, my youngest daughter (Jenni, 16) came to live with me at
    Christmas time because her mother threw her out.  I am going back to
    Baltimore at the end of this month to pick up Melody and her
    belongings.  It seems that, since I no longer pay support for her, and
    she is going away to college this fall, that her mother has decided to
    move to a one bedroom apartment.  The message is quite clear.
    
    In addition, her mother messed up the financial aid paperwork which she
    then capped with this statement (in response to a request for the
    correct documentation): "Melody will be paying her own way through
    school and working as much as she can.  She will not be receiving
    parental support during 1991-92 school year." .   
    
    Gee, you say, that's to bad.  What could be done, you might ask.  Well,
    for starters, I just finished a suit for custody of Jenni and support
    (we one both).  But wait, it ain't over yet.  In Baltimore, support
    ends when the child reaches her majority (18).  I Massachusetts, (small
    evil chuckle) it can continue through college.  Am I gonna sue on
    Melody's behalf?  Yer darn tootin' I am.  I'll let you know how it
    goes.
    
    Beyond that, you can probably best catch updates (if you are
    interested) in dloact::blended_families #71, which is what we are now
    trying very hard to be with little success (but that's another note,
    isn't it? 8-0 ).
    
    I plan to check in, read mostly, when I can, Thanks for the support and
    encouragement.  Best wishes to y'all.
    
    jimc
110.12good luckCSC32::HADDOCKAll Irk and No PayMon Jun 17 1991 14:394
    Jimc,
    
    Strange about how what goes around comes around.  Isn't it? 8^)
    fred();
110.13AIMHI::RAUHHome of The Cruel SpaTue Jun 18 1991 09:346
    Jimc,
    
    	Aaayee laddie! When they say. "Shiver me timbers and blow me down"
    they mean a new wind will be a blownen on the high seas of divorce.
    Good luck! And remember when the rough get going the weak get screwed.
    Get tough!:)
110.14end of year update, since someone asked ;-)DANALI::JIMCKnight of the Woeful CountenanceFri Dec 06 1991 08:0931
    Just a brief update, FWIW.
    
    In June, Jenni and I were moved into an apartment.
    
    In September I asked my wife for a divorce.  The only way we could ever
    live together again is without Jenni an d Mel in my life, frankly
    folks, I just couldn't do that 8-( so I was left with very few choices.
    
    The latest good one is that Jenni's mom is encouraging her to move in
    with her (Jenni's) boyfriend (remember, Jen is 17 in Jan).  Jenni
    thinks this is because her mom wants her to be happy.  I'm betting it
    is because her mom wants the child support to end.
    
    I haven't yet filed suit for support for Mel in college (an dmy
    finances are going right down the tubes) because of the impending
    divorce.  The suit requires a detailed financial statement and mine is
    so complex right now, I'm not sure I could make one that could be
    understood.
    
    On the bright side, Melody (in college) seems to be doing very well.
    Jen is doing very poorly in school but her boyfriend is after her to do
    better also.  Jen won't go to counseling at all (and she knows how to
    make me let her stop.  She just misses a few appointments and I have to
    pay full price)
    
    As for me, I am thankful everyday for friends, lovers, note-buddies,
    and other caring people in my life.  It could always be a lot worse.
    
    Practice random kindness and sensless acts of beauty
    80)
    jimc
110.15Final update, unless people continue to ask (which is OK by me too 80)DANALI::JIMCKnight of the Woeful CountenanceFri Mar 13 1992 20:2020
Jenni turned 17 in January.  Now that there is nothing I can do do her 
legally, she has moved in with her boyfriend, gotten pregnant, had an
abortion, dropped out of the 11th grade and has a job cleaning a pizza 
place before it opens.  

My wife has been diagnosed with MS and now it looks like she is going to
try to really take me to the cleaners for the divorce.  She tells people 
I left her because she is sick (neither of us knew about the MS until 
after I asked for the divorce).

One bright spot is that my eldest daughter is doing pretty well in college
and seems to be getting a life.

Oh, BTW, Jenni's mom still has to pay support (which I have still been using 
for Jenni's welfare).  In the great state of MA, this could go on until
she is 21 unless she becomes self supporting or graduates from high school.
The really funny thing is that her mom encouraged her to go live with
the boyfriend because she thought the support payment would end.  80)

jimc
110.16CSC32::HADDOCKI'm afraid I'm paranoidMon Mar 16 1992 06:004
    
    Hang tough Jim.  I don't mean to sound crass, but some kids just 
    have to learn the hard way.
    fred();
110.17AIMHI::RAUHI survived the Cruel SpaMon Mar 16 1992 06:365
    Jim,
    
    	Sounds like you'll be suporting the ex for the rest of you life.
    Sounds like, agian, there exist that oximoron in divorce and equality.
    Two words that dont go together if your a man.