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Shitty mom steals my car and $100 from my bank account because i was "selfish"
Hey everyone I'm Darius and this happened a few months after my 18th birthday.
Little bit of a back story: my parents divorce when I was little and my dad got full custody after my mom packed up and took me to Indiana without telling my dad, who was in California, I was still a toddler so I don't remember much of what happened.After my dad got me back he pretty much left me be. He'd work all week,mostly nights, and partied all weekend. I remember staying at one of his girlfriend's house a lot. Fast forward to middle school and I'm diagnosed with bipolar depression and anxiety. In highschool my dad tried spending time with me but I tried my hardest not to have to. I had gotten used to entertaining myself and it felt weird hanging out with him which divided us and he sarted to become verbally abusive and one day I snapped and told one of the counselors hat ran my school's grief therapy group that I had thoughts of killing my dad and she called the C.R.E.S.T team, idk what that stands for but their the people who decided of a minor would go to a mental hospital in California, and they decided I should. This was my fourth time at w hospital ( that's another story) and when the staff called my dad he called my mom,who I had a somewhat stronger relationship with, and ask her if she wanted me because he was done with my shit. She said yes so after the staff at the hospital decided I could go my dad picked me up took me home and had me pack everything I wanted to take with me over 2000 miles away to Alabama. When I finished he took me to my school to unregister me and I said goodbye to my favorite teacher Monsieur S and the few friends I had which had my balling my eyes out infront of the office staff. After that we drove to a nice hotel in Vegas and stayed the night because my flight was in the morning. Late that night my dad and I got in an argument about what had happened at school and lost his temper when I tried talking to my mom on the phone and proceeded to beat me and kick my all while I'm crying and bleeding. I ended up calling 911 and some nice paramedics came and looked me over. My blood pressure was high and I have a deep gash on the left side of my abdomen. When the cops came I told them what happened and they said it was my fault this had happened because I was on my phone while my dad was trying to talk to me. They talked to my dad and the hotel manager and then left. The manager had security escort us to our room to gather our things and told us to never come back. My dad thought it was "gangster" that he had been kicked out of a hotel. He dropped my off at my grandpa's house and left. I didn't tell my grandpa what had happened and i don't know if my dad did. The next morning my grandpa and his soon to be ex-wife, so sad that happened, took my to breakfast gave me a few dollars and dropped me off at my gate at the airport. This was in April of 2017.
Skipping over to January 2018 a few days before my birthday. My dad had apologized a million times for what had happened in Vagas and even bought me a nice class ring. Two days before my birthday my mom tells me I have to go to dinner to meet one of her friend coworkers and I object because I'm still extremely antisocial. She promises I can hangout with my friend,let's call him S, the next day if I went. I go and of course my dad is the friend and we spend that night together. He buys me dinner, I forget from where, and after the dinner said he had a surprise for my birthday. Fast forward to my birthday and my dad takes me to a Nissan dealership, we have one down the road from my house. I was overwhelmed and we spent a few hours looking at cars when I spotted her. A beautiful grey 2016 Nissan Versa hutchback. She had backup cameras and Bluetooth. I fell in love right away and named her Pandora. My dad paid for the car in full and said he'd send me $50 every pay day for gas,which he did until I got my current job. I loved Pandora so much and couldn't wait to show S who I started dating a little after my birthday.
Fast Forward again, sorry I'm trying to cut all the extra stuff out with ffw, later that year. My mom and her girlfriend had been fighting a lot and one night my mom refused to give her girlfriend her car keys and kicked her out, she had to call her friends from the other side of town to pick her up and give her a place to stay. Later on we found out mg, mom's girlfriend, had went out and bought a Dodge charger and now had two cars to pay off, mind you we're not very well off so this was bound to catch up to her. Mom and mg make up and mg come back to live with us and even let's my mom use her old car and promises she'll take care of the payments. Well she doesn't and the repo people come to take the car in the middle of the night while I was spending the night at S's house. I woke up the next morning to a text from my mom saying she needed to talk to me and thinking I was in trouble hurried home. When I got home my mom was in tears and told me she didn't have a car because hers was repo'ed and asked if she could borrow mine. Me being the awesome son I am said yes and promised I wouldn't tell my dad about it because he was strictly against me sharing my car with anyone especially my mother. Boy do I wish I hadn't done that. The deal was that my mom would drive me to school and take my car to work and send mg to pick me up from school, mom didn't go to work until 2 and got off around midnight, and I'd have my car on the weekends to do as I pleased. The arrangement was only supposed to go on for two weeks and I stressed that because graduation was coming up and I wanted to make sure I had my car to do everything I needed and go to graduation, yes I wanted to drive myself to my graduation idk why I just did. A week went by and everything went smoothly it wasn't until the second weekend and third week that things started getting hairy. That Monday I waited for my mom to pick me up from S's house like she did every Monday but she never showed and I decided I'd walk home to get her up but ended up getting lost. I tried using my GPS but my shitty phone at the time wouldn't let me use internet after I used up my data and I panicked. I began frantically calling my mom trying to get her to come pick me up. I walked around for over and hour and a half while having a mild panic attack waiting for my mom to answer her phone. When she finally found me and took my to school I had missed my home period 1st and 2nd periods. I was pissed. The next day I was called in to see my counselor and was told that yesterday's tardy pit me close to the cut off point of when I wouldn't be able to attend my graduation. I had counseling at school from the end of home room through 1st but sometimes got out early of I was feeling ok that day but because the woman I was seeing didn't work directly through the school my tardies were unexcused. After my counselor told me this I made sure my mom set an alarm every night so I could get to school on time. Unfortunately that Friday morning she slept through her alarm and refused to get up so I just took my car to school completely forgetting that her work badge and glasses were in my car. I go through my normal routine but when I got to my "PE" class I noticed I had a bunch of texts from my mom. She was angry because I took my car to school with her work stuff in it and because she didn't have a ride to work, when though mg had a car and could have given her a ride. She asked how she was supposed to get to work without her badge and to said mg could give her a ride and she could pick up her stuff but that I needed my car because me and S had made plans for that night. She started texting in all caps that mg was tired and needed to sleep even though she gets off work at 7:30 before I'd leave for school and it was now close to noon. I continued texting her well into my history class, the Coach didn't mind because this was a freshman class and I had already taken and passed the class in CA. My mom starts telling me how I was being selfish and that I didn't deserve all the things she had bought me. She even threatened to take away my tv for bad grades, I had one C and a D+ which I was working on turning into a C. I turned my phone off and ignored my mom until lunch and saw her last text. " I just picked up your car and told mg not to pick you up from school your ass is taking the bus." I was pissed but went on with my day. After school I had gone to my old bus and asked the driver if I could ride but she said no since I hadn't ridden the bus in a few months, before Christmas break this was in April, my spot had been filled and the bus was already over crowed. I had a major panic attack after she told me this and because of it the nurse refused to let me leave until my mom or mg came to pick me up. The nurse called my mom and she told the nurse "I guess he'll just have to walk." Now my hs is in cottondale and I lived close to the west side of Tuscaloosa. THATS OVER A 4 MILE WALK with almost no sidewalk to walk on. It took me over two hours to get home and needless to say everything hurt and I was fuming. I texted my mom to let her know I got home and that when she sent me a text that said something like "Now that you're home your ass can clean that dirty room and of it's not clean when I get home I'm waking your ass up making you clean it and your ass is still going to school." Remember my mom doesn't get home until after midnight. I started thing about when my mom was saying mg couldn't give her a ride to work because she was "tired" and needed sleep and I wanted to tell her off. How can you expect me to get up and go to school without enough to sleep but not expect mg to get up when she had ALL DAY TO FUCKING SLEEP. What really pissed me off was that my mom told mg that she had talked to me dad and he said that I was grounded and told mg to take my car keys away so when mg knocked on my door to get my keys I gave them up not wanting to go against my dad because that ended so well for me the last time. But when I text my dad to see how long I was grounded for he had no idea what I was talking about. I told him what happened and he was pissed at me for sharing my car after he told me not to and at my mom for pulling this shit.He called my mom at work and tore her a new one and when he finished with her he called me and told me I'd have my car back in the morning but that I had to talk toy mom about what had happened. Me not wanting to be in the house when my mom got home Called S and he sent over one of his co-workers to pick my up she was extremely nice and asked if I wanted to stay with them because it'd be a couple of hours before S would be home. I said no and went inside his appointment. The next morning I went home to pick up my car and ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE my mom first demands that I give her the phone that she let me borrow and then refused to give my my keys because my dad said she could hold on to it but that quickly changed to she was worried about me getting into an accident while the car was in her name and she didn't want to be liable. I started screaming and cussing and she called the cops to have me escorted away. When the cops came over we explained what was wrong and to solve the problem they had my mom sign a bill of sale saying she sold the car to me and I drove off. The next day I had the feeling she had done something to my bank account checked and saw she had taken $100 out and left me with only a penny. I started crying and S tried his hardest to calm me down. He's extremely protective of me and gets worried in situations like this because he knows about my history with suicide. He did not leave my side that day and even texted my dad what had happened. My dad said he'd wired me the money she'd taken plus $50 and luckily there was an Easy money down the road from where we were. We decided to go pick it up in the morning that Sunday. When we went to go pick up the wired we noticed Pandora wasn't in her spot and that's when I knew that bitch had taken my car. I called my dad and he told me to call the police. I did and when the officer asked if I knew who had taken Pandora and if I wanted to press charges I told him my mom and yes I did. S's co-worker was nice enough to give me rides to and from school and I ended up removing my mom off of my school paperwork because she had taken my house key, texted S that I was "his problem now and she wanted nothing to do with me",and and stole $100 out of my bank account. I siged some paperwor and that was that.My mom was adamant that she didn't take Pandora and even had my sister text me that a tow company had contacted her about Pandora and told her that I had to come and pick up my suitcases that were in the car but couldn't get her back. That raised a few flags so I took screenshots and sent them to the detective investigating my case.I was depressed because my baby was gone and there was a chance I wouldn't be able to go to my graduation but luckily my now best friend, I'll call her sweat cheeks or SC, was able to make room and gave me a ride. My mom went to my graduation and FB lived it and prtended that I was still living with her so family members could send money and gifts for me that I never got.My dad on the other hand didn't come to my graduation because of my mom but to make up for it he bought me a plane ticket to CA so I could visit my friends see them graduate and get a new car. I ended up getting a red 2015 Nissan versa, fucking love Versas, and my dad told my mom about it. The next day I get a call from detective saying that Pandora was found at my mom's house but I couldn't get her back because I had bought and other car with the insurance money I got from Pandora being stolen. I broke down crying and didn't want to do anything. Since then my mom has tried to play the victim saying that I was being unfair and crying to her hairstylist,whom I saw as a second momma, how much she missed her baby and that she cries herself to sleep. This the woman who texted my bf I was his problem and that she wanted nothing to do with me.the hairstylist called me and forced me to have lunch with my mom and talk. I made S come with me and the whole time he's pissed because not once did my mom thank him for looking out for me or even apologize for what she did. I've since signed a warrant for her arrest but it looks like that's not going anywhere because I still haven't gotten a court date in the mail, furthering my distrust and disliking if police. I don't talk to my mom anymore unless I need something for medical reasons but have started talking to my sister again and got to meet my niece for the first time. She screamed when I held her but now doesn't really mind.
Thanks for reading if you made it this far sorry if my writing is all over the place my D+ in school was in English so you can see why.
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