I have been meaning to do this for some time. Sadly, what most people don't realize is I have a full time job, family and a life. This blog and the letters to women on death row are a labor of love that I do not always have time for if I want to eat and pay my electric bill.
That being said, quite a while back someone put a comment on a Judy Neelley post about my mom and my experiences. She made a comment that was generally supportive but at the same time made assumptions about my mom. The post she commented on had a story of my mom losing her shit one night after my abusive step-father had pushed her over her limit.
I share these stories with you strangers because I know there are some of you who, like me, have a genuine interest in why people do the horrendous shit they can do to each other. I am fully aware that people will comment on my story, life and perspective. It doesnt bother me. They have their say, I have mine and its over.
This lady made a comment about my mom and about Judy and I believe Janeen Snyder in California. At any rate, she made some assumptions about my mom and her situation that were pretty generalized and I bit her head off. I didn't really mean too. I wasn't mad at her or upset at her opinion or even that she commented. She just made the wrong assumption and I shot off a quick retort and forgot about it. Some months later, my assistant informs me that there was something like 20 of that same woman's comments on several posts that had nothing to do with the original. All over the place, this lady repeatedly put this same comment. I guess she didnt know that comments have to be approved by my assistant. (This is because Jodie Arias and Darlie Routier in particular, have some nutbag followers who threaten me, my family, readers, etc.)
By the time we noticed the comments they were quite old but I went ahead and approved one of the blue million she submitted. I felt a little flattered this girl spent 20 minuets at least trying to make her opinion known on this little blog. Nice :)
At any rate, Id like to apologize to that little lady reader, whoever you are. I wasnt rying to ignore you, I didnt get mad at you. I just got busy. Carry on :)