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Showing posts with label dads. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dads. Show all posts

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Here's a Hell of A Statistic

At least two of my great-grandma Gaydos (née Marysia Elizabeth Rusnak)'s Fosko uncles (Ferencz "Frank, Sr." and András "Alexander") committed suicide (His death is mentioned in the title-linked document. Great-Great-Granduncle Frank hung himself and was found dead in his shed on February 11, 1935). That's how I know that their dad, István "Stephen" Fosko, committed suicide: two of six sons are known to have committed suicide, and he died in 1905 when he was 45- you cannot tell me that 1/3 sons committing suicide does not point to the died-young dad having committed suicide.


Friday, June 17, 2011

There Were A Couple Times Where I Thought About Committing Suicide Today. Why?

  1. I am a diagnosee of OCD/Anxiety/Depression and Diplegic Spastia Cerebral Palsy, and self diagnosee of IBS (I know what I have; thank you very much. My dad has Chron's, and my granddad has had Chron's- but not that he'll admit it- and Colon Cancer).
  2. I am housestuck and single especially because of the Cerebral Palsy.
  3. I am housestuck and single because said CP renders me unable to drive.
  4. My mom sides with and/or enables my abusers and persecutors, and gets angry when I confront them; and takes advantage of the fact that I have Cerebral Palsy, can't drive, and am single. Thus, I am still stuck in her house.
  5. My dad and quite a few in his family are evil, enablers of evil, and both.
I could give more reasons, but you get the point.

Friday, August 24, 2007

Marc Rudov v. Tracy Byrnes

Mr. Cavuto,
Marc Rudov is so sadly the near-clone of the man I didn't wish a "Happy Birthday" yesterday, the man who I am estranged from, the man who has made me completely trust few- if any- men. That man is my dad, the dad who makes me relate well to Marc Rudov's kids, and the man whose brother and nephew that I'm not wishing "Happy Birthday"s either. In fact, I haven't talked to anyone, let alone any man, on my dad's side of the family in a long time.

Nicole C.
via AOL


I almost even wrote something like, "I bet my dad's not even watching this; but if he is, shame on..." and almost finished with, "you, Dad"; "men like Marc Rudov and my dad", or my dad's full name.