Updated August 24, 2004

Not sure where to begin. Ok before my car crash in 1982 I was going to college and also modeling. That summer of 1982 I was to go to modle of the year and then to a fashion college in Gorgea. I use to modle newwave. My hair was short on one side and longer on the other and was tinted in the color orange was to be brass, I am 5'9" and back then maybe wieght 128lbs. People loved the way my eyes freaked them out. They are greenish gold some times the gold is powerful then the green. Enough about before. The day of my crash I do not remeber just what i was told I guess. We my so called friends where drinking at the beach and this guy i had a crush on said lets all go to his propetie on the island. So we all went. Yes we where all drinking before we left and while we where there. I took my friends home and that guy I liked asked me to come back, so I did. Not sure of the time know. I guess I stayed for a hour or two. We got into a fight. Not sure what I think he wanted to go a little to far. I left upset mad and kinda drunk It was .01, What I thought he was behind me and I had to go faster I made what they called died mans curve not sure if he hit my car there or I just lost control. My car hit a post which started to open my front door then went around a tree thats when i got threwn out and meet the car on the other side. My car was a toyota celica. I was in a coma for 5 days and in the hospital about 14. There was nothing more the hospital could of done and my parents where both in the medical field both retierd could watch after me. I spent the next few months in my parents room, my dad slept in my room. Plus my Dad did not sleep that well at nigth so when I use to wake up he was there to stop me from either trying to wake my younger sister. He was the best rehab for me. One of the best things He use to do was play the atari with me mostly pac-man. He made patterns I had to follow and boy that was hard, took me along time just to get around a couple of times with out being cought. Also we played capture the flag. I had to use memory and counting for that game. Boy did i get upset a couple of times, but after awhile I was getting good at these games.

I lost alot of friends over this but I guess they where not really my friends. A couple though stayed with me, one that I could not believe she was mostly one of my other friends friend but she was so good with me. She use to take me out to all the places we use to go she always made sure I did not have any achol in my drinks and did not over dance. And to this date we still keep in touch mostly over the internet and funny she also moved to Maryland about 3 to 4 hours away, its to far for me to drive but she has come up and seen me.

The other person who came and saw me alot was the man I married. We dated about 2 years. He went threw all the ups and downs with me. All the stuff I thought I had, like a small boat to get to my bigger boat that I had to keep out in the river. My Dad use to go to Paris and france to buy my close, I was stuck in the elevator with my sister favorit band Vanhelen. I did not even like rock and roll. Disco and new wave was mine. He also made sure i did not drink at first, but after the doctor relieased me he started to let me drink with him. I did not know I was not aloud to have no achol so for 15 years I was drinking. He went away to Texas for a better job we kept in touch mostly he called me. ( I did not know at that time he went back to texas to his old girlfriend if I did I think things would of been alot diffrent) He only lasted in Texas for awhile think till that Christmas. He came right to my parents home and started seeing each other. I thought like boyfriend and girlfriend but I found out alot later he fooled around a couple of days he was back in Florida. We dated 2 year I thought was great. He also asked My Dad in Aug of 1983 if he can marrie me. When he asked me I was so happy like another person. He was looking for another job by that time his parents moved to Texas so he went there and started to work for the companie is Dad was working at. His Dad worked in the office and He worked as a truck driver. We kept in touch alot. Then a couple days before the wedding he was in Florida. We did not stay that long in Florida after we got married. His Mother and he found a nice douplex for us to live. In Richardson Texas. We did not live there that long my Dad was getting pretty sick and with his job it did not really matter where we lived. He started working for a companie down in florida but the same as the companie his Dad was working for. He went threw a couple of trucking jobs while we lived there in Florida. After my Dad passed away he said we are moving back to Texas, so that year we started to move to Texas. We found some land down from his brother 10 acres. He got into trade shows. So we went out to the west alot. Then one of his Brother's friend said you can make about the same amount of money as you are making. So I looked at someone's tax form and figured it out that we would make good money but not quite the same. I forgot to add the irs if I did that then he would not of been able to take the local job. But I do not think that would of mattered. The last year or so I was married mind games where starting to go along, my bestfriend I call her my walking buddy, was telling me all the stuff I was telling her. Like stuff in my craft room that should of been in the kitchen. His friends started to laugh at me and he did nothing about it at the end he started to go along with it. He also started to make me mad at him alot where I lost my temper I guess. So the last year I was married to him I guess I can call I was going threw hell. He moved out in Oct. of 1999, I sayed in the house and kept taken care of my two cows. I had to sell them. He said he could not live with me any more but would come home on the weekends that was not for me. He was messing around I found out the hard way but glad I did. The person he was cheating with was a truck driver too. So for 4 months I lived alone and my mind and memory was getting worse. I was getting mad all the time. If it was not for my cows and my two bestfriends not sure what i would be like. Oh my ex wanted to put me away before he left me, I guess for he could have the land and all. He wanted me to go to his layor so I did but after showing her my medical records she said she could not take me. I guess he did not tell her all that was wrong with me. So i found a layor for probono in Dec. He made sure I had food and money for gas and anything eles I need. I guess he did that because I sure did spend alot of time in his office just sitting in the waiting room crying. The first trail I was there he went on the stand and started to say all these lies about me making me look stupid. I was the one who took care of the bookwork for his company and the bills to the house. He wanted to make the judge think there was something wrong with me. Oh by the way the judge was a truck driver him self at one time. So I do not think it was fair. I was to get $5000.00 plus all most all the furniture in the house. Well when I walked out of the court room I said a few words. I talk with out thinking. I said if my dad was alive he would of taken care of you or kill you, the police guy in the court room herd me and told the judge so I had to go back in and polagize to him but I said sorry but when you die i hope you go to hell. Then the judge charged me for that. It was $2000,00 so i was to get $3000,00 from the ex. But I ended up with nothing. The second court date I was in Maryland and my layor did not do a good job. For one the money my ex was to give me went down to $1000,000. I have not received any thing from Texas so all my furnitur and crafts are gone but thats ok my sister started me new. I like the sewing machine she gave me for the first christmas I was here. I tried to get back into electronics when i came here but for some reason it was so hard. Plus i was taught miltary and they did not use those specs. I also went to a rehab here but they did not know what to do with me I guess. I tried to go back to school but they did not have any thing in my field in fashion, so i took regualor classes but before that I had to take test to see where my level is at and boy was it down. I had to go threw the learning lab that was ok. I sure did not do good in any of my classes. I guess i was not ready for all of that.

So today to keep my mind busy I do alot of crafts even somedays I have trouble with that. I tried to learn a new stitch in crocheting thought I knew all of them I probley did but I could not get this one it kept turning left to right back and forward so I was getting so confused I just did it my way.

I do not know many people here all I do is go out to the craft stores. I guess I am afraid that people will not take to me. I am not thin any more and some times my height and the way i am makes people afraid to come up to me. Kinda afraid to go out and meet people not sure how any more. I hope this makes sence this is the best I could do. I could not figure out how to use spell check sorry if theres mistakes.

Original Story

Not sure what to say or where to start. My crash was in Feb of 1982. Before my crash i was starting to modle new wave, I was to go to modle of the year that summer then to a fashion college that fall.

I was drinking before my crash think my blood achol was .01. I was with a couple friends thought they where my friends. I left the get together to take some friends home and went back to the party. It was on south tropical trail in Florida, I was told I made dead mans curve, I thought I was being followed and was hit in the rear. My front door hit a post which opened my door while the car was going around the tree i was thrown out and the car hit my head. It took me about 2 years to get back what I was going to get back. With the help of my father, but before my parents sent me to a program which was people I use to be the teachers aid to in high school the real slow learners that made me think, because I was getting treated like them. Then i went back to colege My dad called the learning lab and we worked out a shcedule and the first term went slow but pretty good. By the next semester I went back into fashion classes. I was picked out of all the classes to do the end of the year fashion show.

I got married in 1984 to a man who I was a bet to in highschool. I did not date guys never asked. I was told they where afraid I would say no. I thought my marrige was doing really good. Well for the first couple of years at least I thought. My ex was a truck driver I use to go on the road with him not all the time so thats why I thought things where fine. When my Dad died he changed we moved near his family and they could not take me repeating myself or being very honest. His family did not care for me so he wanted to stay with them and he started cheating on me. I left Texas and moved to Maryland with my family. I was set back by all the games my ex played on me the mind games moving things around where they where not to be. He said to every one that I was going crazy and he wanted me be put away. Thats when the divorce started then I knew the real reason he was cheating on me again and saw them in front of the meat market. I moved back home to maryland and it took me longer to get back to what i would call normal. Today I still have to have a notebook to keep every thing strait think thats going to be for the rest of my life. I can drive but just to a couple of places, I get lost very easy in the city.
Think i covered every thing if not just ask.

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