3 Hours of Unsettling Reddit Threads

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appreciated hello got a weird one to ask so I live in the armpit of Alabama and stumbled across a huge old burn pit in the woods I want to scrap the metals for my elderly mom and was figuring out how to do that when I realized smelting would be my best bet the problem is my bank account sits at around 30-ish cents I found some old propane cans in the pit that are still filled pictured and brought a big steel can for collecting coke cans I have also found a steel thermos that I can use as a crucible and I have no idea what I'm doing and any advice would be very appreciated finding the propane was what started this idea and I've always wanted to work metals seems like most of the metal here's aluminum and all of the silverware I'm finding is sterling silver or plated silver also found two silver trays one is plated one is sterling if the rusted thermos won't work there it's just about anything else you can imagine in this pile sacks of concrete tin roofing pots pans tile plastic I even found some lie which I think can be a flux I YouTube smelting but I can't find anything that quite fits my problem here and I figured I could just ask you all for your wisdom any help would be highly obliged pretty please actually while uploading the pick I noticed a third filled propane can behind my drum and the image is basically a burn pit with propane cans but also just a bunch of junk including doll heads and shoes and then the opi adds a comment underneath this post saying also not pictured this burn pit is deep I have pulled out an old electrical box an entire heating unit and as previously stated quite a bit of large kitchenware in the end still is an insight I'm sure I can make it worth the time spent here having fun learning today tomorrow taking it seriously you know and then there are several more comments from opi and others addressing the main point of the post however the opi makes a comment a few hours later that reads hey y'all threads canceled waiting on the police right now I found a body and a commenter replies and says well you got to fill us in on what happened and the opi responds and says it's a kid I'll know more after I talk to the police waiting on them to come talk to me again this is effing wild they're investigating now and a commenter replies and says look through youtube there's hundreds of people with low budgets doing this just use common sense on things when it comes to safety protective equipment like leather gloves and face shield should be a must with this stuff they can burn you to the bone very quickly it's an interesting hobby hope you enjoy it and the opi responds and says not gonna lie after finding this body I'm pretty discouraged from doing anything related to this again and someone replies and says that was crazy let us know what you find out and the opi responds and says I have picks if that's allowed just bones was a diabetic child and the commenter replies and says not sure they're allowed to hear just wondering if it was a missing child or something I would be freaked out finding that you handle it well and the opi says oh I am not handling it well at all my son passed away two years ago that's what kept me from a nope now I was crying like a baby begging the cop to get that MFR who got this poor kid I even took pictures to make sure nothing was disturbed to help them super dad came roaring right back out of me and the commenter says do diabetic child bones look different to non diabetic bones and the opi responds and says I found her red cross bracelet and then the opi comes back the next day and says so those doll heads you can see in the picture as it turns out we're marking where her chopped up pieces are it was not pretty very freaky took like three showers because god knows how much I accidentally went through after I noticed the first bone that I realized might not belong an animal I prayed to god asking that if this really was someone that he showed me a signs that I could help their family find them very next thing I found was the bracelet fingers couldn't die on 911 fast enough if you're the praying type pray for their family pray for the person found and pray for justice because oh my god does that poor soul deserve justice the skull was so shattered I thought it was a deer until this point the person who did this was an evil I never want to meet and I hope no one will have to again and then the opi comes back two days later with a post titled dummy asking for advice and it reads hello I just got into electronics and I'm admittedly it just some red neck and Alabama any idea why a four inch section of wire leading to my vault meter in another one inch section of random wire getting hot and melting thank you for your time I don't know if it's important so I'll add that the batteries are connected to a two v solar panel a six v solar panel in about 16 or 17 three v solar panels and then the opi says I have no experience with electrical engineering but that thing looks like it's going to electrocute someone or burst into flame it's got two power strips a million cables one is connected to a clock honestly it looks like an explosive and there's some random plywood and probably some duct tape and then now let's get into the comments one commenter says that's the most dangerous thing I've seen all week I live in a slum in the developing world that needs to be taken down and re engineered I'll try to cover some common techniques we use in the developing world to make systems like this safer I'm not an expert on us law but probably this system voids any insurance policy on that building if that matters and the opier response and says thank you for taking a lot of your time to reply I appreciate it very much so the vault meters are pretty much the only thing directly hoax of the battery is funny enough I don't know if I can draw a diagram tonight but the idea is each of those kill switches on the sides are just going to shut off the current emergency I have about a four by four square foot area to work with which is why I was mounted the wall my bunsen burner is actually attached to the ceiling the rings at the bottom are essentially my bus board though for the moment I don't mean to use clips my soldering iron has been broken and the connection snapped off a few days ago actually going to fix that in the next few minutes it's okay with the insurance just found out that our landlord is a murderer when I found a body on the property last friday I will return with a diagram tomorrow though I promise any resources you recommend to learn how to read slash draw a diagram and someone comments and says are we just glossing over the fact the landlord being a murderer and then the opie responds and says not at all well allegedly the police are still investigating considering it's only been three days but this property has been in his family for over a hundred years also his reaction when we called him was odd to say the least. He kept giggling and asking where we were so he knew we were safe. We told them we went to a hotel and a commenter replies and says, "Yeah, I still feel like we are glossing over it. That's a hell of a landlord issue. How did you find the body? Was it just bones or a body?" And the OP responds and says, "I found a rib and two other bones. One had a red cross diabetics bracelet on it. The police dug up more. I shouldn't have said what I said about the landlord. His reaction was creepy but creepy-aunted indictment. If it were Alabama, wouldn't have survived as a state, ignore my inappropriate conjecture about the landlord. But here's a creepy detail for you if you go find my thread I made before I found it. I took a picture of where I found it and in the picture you see a bunch of old doll heads. The doll heads were marking where the pieces were." In a commenter says, "In the foundry sub, OMG dude, what happened? Were you digging for scrap?" And the OP responds and says, "pretty much, yeah. They basically buried an entire house there, including its garbage. I was collecting the cans and the silverware was all sterling. I was going to melt it down to ingot and I just suddenly had a bone in front of me and then another and it wasn't normal bones. And so I prayed to God, God if this is somehow someone's kid I need to know for sure so I can get them home to their family." And then up came the bracelet. And another commenter says, "This is one of the wilder side threads I have ever stumbled upon. Keep talking OP." And the OP says, "Okay, I do have one more detail but it's out there and it's gonna either make me look like a liar or crazy so I haven't come out with it yet." But you're asking and I have no way to prove it yet so just take it with the grain of salt until I can, okay. One of the bones cannot be identified as in it isn't human and their lab can't figure out what animal it is. I mean, this is small town Alabama so maybe it's just that it's a smaller lab but according to one of the detectives who now refuses to go back up to an initial pile where it was found they can't even discern if it is a mammal reptile avian or aquatic. It's just bones. So yeah, I walk around my property with a 500 at all times right now until I know more in the cops are absolutely fine with it. And one commenter says, "Scarry stuff my friend" and the OP says, "I mean, I'm just assuming it's some exotic pet in the guy at their office is just unfamiliar with it. I mean shit, I'm not a believer in fiction but I mean it's hard not to get goosebumps when a detective tells you that." And the commenter says, "What did it look like?" And the OP says, "A picked clean bone. I have pictures of the couple of bones I found." And one commenter says, "This sounds like some here gotsy shit. Your landlord doesn't pray to any obscure deities, do they?" And OP says, "And house of the bush realm." And the OP adds some more info on the body saying, "Yes, I actually had made a thread in our slash metal foundry when I found it and was updating." The police are actually still digging around our yard looking for more. I have non-graphic picks but just a heads up. The stuff is wildly dark man. The guy marked the body spots with porcelain doll heads. Not worried, this is Alabama. I'm in my pajamas and still have a gun in my pocket. Spend some time as a pistol instructor. And I sleep next to a 12-cage. Anyone tries our houses getting plugged like a period at a tampon convention. And the OP comes back two days later with a comment saying, "So actually, we ended up with a working theory as what happened with the unidentifiable bone. And it's effing creepier than I expected when our friend put the puzzle piece in place. Alabama is a crooked state. And we are in a notoriously crooked county. We think that they didn't want the extra cold case considering how little evidence there was to go on for identifying the remains. No dental, skull is shattered, not much for DNA. This body was probably older than ancestry tracing. Why not just sweep it under the rug instead of having another unsolved body hanging over the department. I mean, I know this state well enough to believe that all damn day sounds easier to believe than some cryptid or alien. And the commenter says, "So are you still living on the property?" And the OP says, "Yeah. Listen, forest gump said it best. Poor is as poor does." And someone else says, "What in crystals going on here?" Not saying anyone does crystal, but holy. And OP says, "It's Alabama. You're fine." That's like throwing a dart at a wall and hitting it. And another commenter says, "This whole thread, I think, is a troll. Like the crappy, obviously unsafe wiring." The guy saying, "It's stored next to gunpowder." Him saying he found human bones on his landlord property, but also unknown species bones. Like, come on. Link to a newspaper with info on this found body or didn't happen. And the OP says, "Got picks to prove it all. How can I send them?" And then the same commenter comes back seven minutes later saying, "Well, he did send me pictures that seems to back all this up. You should probably contact the news dude, LOL. And maybe invest in a disability policy." And the OP says, "LOL, honest answer on that too. Also going to make me sound crazy. My son passed away two years ago. And recently my aunt robbed me for everything I own, including his clothes, his ashes, everything. I have been a bit reckless since then." And another commenter says, "I'm going to need picks to man. I need to see this for myself." And the OP says, "Dark shit, DM sent." And the same commenter says, "Real dark shit." The picks prove it. God bless that child and God damn that demon that did it to her. 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My husband showed me a screen recording she sent. He had taken photos directly from my Instagram and turned them into explicit videos. I felt completely sick. I asked my husband to take me to his house so I could delete everything. We picked up the girlfriend and went together. When we got there, he refused to come out. He made fake puking noises and slid his phone under the door and set a facing us. I went through his phone and deleted everything I could find. There were 20 plus images/videos of me. And oh my god. But also his mom, his sisters, including one who is visibly pregnant, his girlfriend and other women. We deleted everything from his phone, cloud storage, and camera roll. Now I feel extremely violated. Looking back, there were red flags. He would push conversations toward my intimate life, ask inappropriate questions, and even suggested I should sleep with other men. When he briefly lived with us, I thought I saw him peeking into our bedroom while I was changing. But I never told my husband because I didn't want to damage their friendship. Now my husband wants to completely cut him off. I support that, but I'm unsure if there's any value in hearing him out first or if it's better to just move on and have no further contact. There's also another layer. I work with him, and I actually helped him get his job a few years ago. Now I don't know how I'm supposed to interact with him at work, and I'm considering going to HR because I feel really uncomfortable being around him. I'm trying to figure this out. How to approach this decision about cutting him off versus hearing him out. How to support my husband through losing a lifelong friend. And how to handle the workplace situation in a way that protects me without escalating things more than necessary. Any advice would be really appreciated. And now let's get into some of the top comments. One user says, "Make your Instagram account private and block him. He's not going to stop what he's doing. If your husband doesn't want to be friends with him any longer than great." Another user says, "Girl, why on earth would you hear him out? Did you read what you wrote?" Just for work, I would've taken proof of the stuff he generated and told them you're uncomfortable working with him. And someone replies and says, "Here amount, no OP. He betrayed you, your husband, and his girlfriend. But AI adult videos of his mom and sisters is entirely on another level. He needs help and should be held accountable. He is not going to stop. Making your Instagram private did not erase all pictures of you on the web. Did you tell his mom and his sisters?" And most sickos like him have multiple storage devices. You likely didn't delete all the copies. I'm sorry to say. And another user says, "Don't hear him out. He does not deserve even an ounce of your time. You not reporting him to the police is enough compassion he should not deserve. In your workplace situation, I'd report to HR, maybe not to get him fired, but to open a case and for them to follow his sick behavior if they downright don't fire him on the spot." Also, his mom and sister? WTF. And then the OP makes a edit to the post that reads, "I want to clarify a couple of things since some assumptions are being made. I fully support my husband cutting him off. That's not something on the fence about. And I have no intention of continuing any kind of relationship with him." My hesitation about cutting him off immediately without any conversation comes from place of concern, not forgiveness. His family lives out of state. And he's struggled with both mental health issues and alcoholism. We are essentially the only people he has locally. If there were to be any conversation, it wouldn't be to reconcile or excuse anything, it would be to hear him out briefly and point him towards support/resources before closing the door completely. I understand that I don't own that. And I'm still deciding if it's even the right thing to do. As for feeling conflicted, it's because prior to this, we were close. I viewed him almost like a brother, which makes the situation more unsettling and complicated to process emotionally. Regarding the photos, I understand why some people think deleting them was not the best move. At the time, I was focused on immediate damage control and getting those images off his phone and cloud as quickly as possible. That felt like the safest and most effective action in the moment. And then the OP makes a edit number 2 that reads, "I don't know what to tell those of you that think I'm making this up. It's what happened." Without completely exposing myself, here's a screenshot of part of the conversation. The girlfriend and my husband had when she was telling them what she found and the text messages read. How much of it did you get on your video? And they respond, "I don't know. Most of it." Well, not true. There was a lot. And I think the OP here says, "He's crashing now right now, but I'm not actually worried about that at the moment. Can you either cut the video to only the parts with blank or just send it to me and all do it?" I don't particularly care to see his AI-generated family, but I can't in good conscience ask you do again. And the person responds and says, "I'm scared he will hurt me. I just got home. Can you call me please for just a minute? I'm sorry. I don't know why to do. What's your phone number?" And then the OP comes back 4 days later with an update that reads, "Thank you to everyone for your thoughts. It definitely helped me give me some clarity. This is all still very fresh and I'm going through all of the emotional stages right now. I have decided to stop contact immediately. The friend reached out to my husband and I with a very lengthy text explaining his feelings and sort of taking accountability. I have blocked him and will not be entertaining any further contact. I did report to my HR department and the situation is being appropriately addressed. Thank you to everyone that encouraged me to do so. I was fearful that I would have to talk about this embarrassing situation at work and that nothing would come of it. But all of the affirmation here helped me have the confidence to report anyway. In regards to legal action, I will not be pursuing anything in the moment. I do not wish to open myself to the stress of a legal battle with a very gray area. Call me crazy, but the friend has been through enough chaos with all of the people that are dropping him from their lives. As for his family, my husband spoke with one of his family members and it's in their hands. How they choose to proceed is up to them and I won't update that part of the story anymore. For all of the comments suggesting therapy, I am already attending weekly therapy sessions. My issues with this man have already been a topic of conversation and this definitely gives me plenty more to sort through. And then the OP comes back two days later with another update and it reads as follows. He was just like go from his job so I don't have a need to see or contact with him again. I don't know what the status is between the girlfriend and the friend is. Last I heard they were still in communication. I've distanced myself from her and cut communication completely with him. My husband and I are trying to move on with their lives and it's definitely been difficult navigating. And to be honest, the OP here has a lot more compassion than I would have had. I knew anybody who did that to someone I know and made generated that type of content. I would cut them off immediately and contact the police. The OP has way more compassion than I do but this is disgusting and he should have thought about the consequences before generating that absolutely disgusting content. 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While pregnant, he would emotionally and physically abuse me. To the point where my son was premature, and I fell into a postpartum depression. When my son was eight months old, I decided I had enough, and I needed to put my feelings and love I had for this man aside, and make the right decision for my son. I left him. I left the religion. I don't know how I did, but to this day, I thank my son for giving me the strength and love to get past it. Fast forward about five years. I am doing great. I have an amazing career, great car, I live on my own with my son. We have everything we need. I recently began my first relationship, and he is amazing. My ex and I actually have a pretty cordial co-parenting relationship. He seems to have matured a lot, and is now in a relationship. I get along great with his girlfriend, and my son likes her. He recently decided to move two doors next to my place. I didn't really mind this as we don't fight or hate each other. I actually saw this as a good thing since he will be closer to our son, and can be more involved in school. Last week, I walked into my apartment, and someone had broken in. But they didn't take anything at all. A few stuff was moved around, seemed like they were looking for something, and gave up. The first thing that popped into my head was my son's father. I have been living here for years and never had any issues. I actually live in front of the police station, so unless you go in through the back, they would see everything. I filed a police report and left it at that. Now this is where it gets weird, and my suspicion is proving itself to be right. I dropped off my son at his house three days ago, and he mentioned how I shouldn't allow our son to have certain toys because they are violent action figures, power rangers. There is no way he would know this. Since he is a Jehovah's Witness, I don't like disrespecting his beliefs, so I make sure that my son does not bring those toys to his house. When I asked him how he knew about it, he turned pale. He didn't know what to say, and finally said that my son mentioned it. Okay, so maybe my son could have told him, but maybe he didn't. To add to my suspicion, two days ago I dropped my son off in the AM, and he slipped and told me that I needed to shower my son every day because last night I didn't. There is no way my son could have told him. He didn't speak to him, and it was literally the morning after. Also I shower my son every day, but he had swim classes and we got home late, so I figured he was okay to skip. I know that sounds lazy, but I'm sure we've all had those days. Am I being paranoid? I hate feeling like I don't have privacy in my own home. Should I ask him? Is there a way I can check myself? I have tried looking, but nothing I see that shows me there could be a camera. One user says, "Jehovah's Witnesses are a cult. It ruins lives and destroys happiness." While you had a civil relationship with your ex and all that, as long as he is in this cult, he should not and cannot be considered a safe person, regardless of the break-in. Even with a civil relationship, it should have wrung alarm bells to you that he moved in so close. Not because you should assume someone has malicious intents at all times, but because living so close to an ex really blurs the boundaries of your already complicated relationship because there's a child involved. When your son is with you, he deserves to be with you and without the other parent intervening. When your boyfriend comes over, when you leave the house, you should be able to live your own life without your ex living 200 feet away from you, capable of knowing your business if you wanted to. Just because someone is acting nice doesn't mean they should be fully trusted. So basically, I am deeply concerned that you didn't think it was inappropriate that your ex lives so close, even with a good-co-parent relationship. It's not normal. The religion he is in and exposing your son is not normal. How is custody arranged in your relationship? Do you have the courts mediating? If not, I would highly suggest you get documented legally so you can be the one to have sole authority over medical and religious decisions. This should be a top priority for you. I have a feeling that the more you try to live your own life, i.e. have a boyfriend and be your own person outside of his fear of control and influence, the more he will try to indoctrinate your son. You have gotten really great advice about how to contact a police. Get an investigation and documentation. However, I am not confident they will prioritize your issue or be able to do anything without proof. So that leaves you with some decisions to make. Some tough decisions that will require compromises and sacrifices. My vote is, you need to look into moving as soon as possible and arrange to have child exchanges in a public place so your ex does not know where you live. In my opinion, this should be the standard procedure for anyone getting out of an abusive relationship. Regardless of how nice they are to you afterwards, this is basic self-preservation and basic aboundary enforcement with a sociopath who is so dangerous, he has no problem in danger in a pregnant woman's health and safety and that of his unborn child. You could have miscarried. Is any of this abuse documented? I'm going to go out on a limb here and say no. I am frankly shocked that you would allow your son to be alone with someone who beat you while pregnant. But you have a responsibility to your child to make sound decisions about boundaries and safety. If you don't feel you understand normal definitions of boundaries with others, it is your responsibility to get into counseling and find out. Have you ever seen a therapist about your abuse? Domestic violence shelters offer free or cheap counseling and I would highly recommend you go talk to someone. Tell them about your suspicions with your ex and they can help you with getting legal advice about custody from a lawyer and filing police reports about the suspected monitoring, etc. You need to start documenting and involving as many other entities in this as possible. A DV shelter is a wonderful place with lots of affordable resources. They may even be able to help you figure out how to move. Bottom line, you need to get away from the sky. Even without the suspicions of monitoring, I would be giving you the same advice. He is your ex. He is violent. He is a part of a cult that ruins lives. He is not a safe or a good person and needs to be treated as such. Even if to his face, you continue a civil relationship. This is your job as a parent. And the OP responds and says, "I did not know he was moving in two doors down." He told me when he signed the lease and at that point I tried to look at the bright side of things. I now see that there is no bright side in this situation. I hate the feeling of walking out of my door knowing he can see what time I am home and what time I get back by just seeing if my car is in my driveway. I agree that the religion he is teaching my son is not good in any way. But there is not much the law will do besides give me full rights to his medical decisions, which I have. When he is with his dad, he goes to the church, but when he is with me, he knows we don't do any of that stuff. Once my son is at a certain age, he will be able to make the right decision. And I will always steer him the right way. Make him ask questions and to do his research first, then come to a conclusion. We have shared custody, but I make the decisions on medical. I tried taking custody, but unfortunately I lost the case. The abuse is documented. I lifted the restraining order after two years that we divorced. We would do pickup and drop off at the police station. And after two years, I had to take the next step in trusting that the past was just that. I did not want my son asking me why he had dropped off at a police station parking lot. I did see a therapist, mostly for the way that the religion had a hold of me. I also was suffering from postpartum depression, so a whole lot of things were discussed. I don't think I was ever able to recover. It was so bad that my mind blocked my memories of those years, which is something my therapist warned me about. Although it's good that it don't work all certain things, it also makes me vulnerable, just like it did in this situation. Certain things definitely trigger it like certain songs or going back to that town. I should also mention that my son's father was diagnosed with bipolar. I would not be shocked if I have a camera in my apartment. I'm gathering all of the evidence on this thread and will have to tactfully make a plan that I can look for it without seeming like I am. And another user says, "I'm a former JW2. Do you think it's possible that he's tried to figure out if you're sleeping with your boyfriend and that your ex is therefore biblically free to remarry?" And the op here responds and says, "We divorced already." The elders told him not to sign it because that means he can't remarry. I took it to the court and after showing the court all of my police reports and pictures of abuse, they consented the divorce. I do see your point. On his end, he is not free to remarry. This could be why he is doing this. Although he is so well because I do not have my boyfriend stay over, I will always go to his place when he is with his father, especially now that he lives so close. It's weird. And then the op comes back eight days later. With an update titled, "I was encouraged to come here to share my story about my ex and a hidden camera I found." And just so you guys know, the subreddit the op came to was R/X Jehovah's Witness and it reads as follows. I've been lurking in the sub for the past week and I'm so happy I found this. I really wish I would have known about this years ago when I left the congregation. It would have made the pain less and the loneliness not as bad. When I left the organization, I had no friends and no encouragement that I almost convinced myself multiple times to go back but I was able to get through it. I wanted to share my story with you but before I'll give a little background on my past, I pretty much grew up as a witness and I never got baptized. I met my son's father when I was about eighteen and I ended up pregnant a couple months after that. The elders pretty much forced marriage on me. As soon as we moved in together, he was abusive. It was horrible. He would physically abuse me knowing I was pregnant with my son. It got so bad that I would literally urinate myself because of how scared I was of him. The last time he laid his hands on me was when I was six and a half months pregnant. I remember he barged into the bathroom since he knew I was calling the cops. And when he opened the door, he hit my belly and I went straight into the tub. They had to perform an emergency C-section. When I was under anesthesia, he even signed a paper stating I would be refusing a blood transfusion and since he was my husband, it was his decision to make. Thankfully, I had great doctors and my son and I were healthy to make it through. I remember the elders coming to visit me when I was in the hospital. I remember them telling me that I needed to work harder and put in Jehovah first in our marriage because without him, our marriage would fail. A few months later, I left him and left the organization. I went to therapy for my postpartum depression and I was able to block those memories even though sometimes certain things trigger it and it all comes back. It's insane how the mind works. I have a great relationship with my parents. They never shunned me and they always look after my son and I. I know they are brainwashed but I know deep down my father knows I made the right decision. And after all of this, I think he's opening his eyes a little. The link below is my first post and then below I copied and pasted my update. I don't know why they locked my post. I was at work and when I checked it, it was automatically locked. I did receive some good advice on there but it's different when it comes from people who know what you grew up in and know just how much mind control plays a big role on everything when it comes to Jehovah's Witness. I also would like advice on how to handle these elders. They keep calling my parents and begging them to reason with me. I am assuming this is really going to reflect them in a bad light and we all know how much they hate that. Also, please keep in mind that my parents, all the witnesses have my best interest in mind. My father sat me down and told me no matter what, he will stand by my decision and he will fully support me going through with these charges. I just wish that they didn't have to receive all this harassment. And then the opium makes an update to the post saying first and foremost, thank you all for your suggestions and messages on what steps I should take. So much has happened these past seven days and my life is just turned upside down completely. I will try to explain it without making it too long. I will start by last week Wednesday. After reading all the comments, I decided to purchase a spy finder off Amazon. I figured it would put my mind at ease and I can finally feel comfortable in my own home. I paid for two-day delivery and planned out what I would do so that I can use this without being obvious. Since I knew that the only way I can do this was by having my son's father in front of me, so I decided to tell him I needed to speak with him regarding a new schedule I would like to follow. Friday, we decided to meet up for ice cream with our son. I gave my boyfriend a spare key so he can go in and see if the spy detector worked. I want to say that our meeting lasted around 40 minutes and until I finally got the okay for my boyfriend and I wrapped up the conversation. When I got into my car, I called my boyfriend and all he told me that I needed to drop my son off at my mom's and head over to my place. I did exactly as he said. When I arrived to my place, I parked in my boyfriend that comes inside my car and breaks the news to me. He told me that the detectors detected something, but it was not clear. It kept showing red in my son's room around the door knob, but it also showed red on one side of a wall that didn't have anything hanging near it. At this point, I didn't know what to say. Maybe this was just a malfunction and there's nothing there or maybe there is. I decided that I needed to call the cops. I didn't know if I was going to be the right call, but it's showing signal in my son's room and that was enough for me to make that call even if I sounded silly to the cops. Once the cops showed up, I explained to him the situation. He usually works the morning shift surveillance in my son's school so I see him every morning. He was very understanding and told me he was calling in the tech that would have the equipment as not all cops carry it. At this point, I still did not tell the cops that I thought maybe it was my son's father. I figured once it was confirmed, I would let out that part. 10 minutes later, my son's dad walks up my driveway and asks if I'm okay. I say yes and that's when the cop walks by. I think he saw how uncomfortable I was and tells him only the residents are allowed to be there. He goes to tell the cop that he is my son's father and the cop starts asking him if he is from the area. As soon as he tells him he recently moved two doors down, the cop asked him to leave since he was not a resident. Once off the property, the cop starts asking me more questions about my son's father and that's when I went into full blown detail. After the conversation, he tells me it's a high chance that he could have placed a camera in my son's room. Once the tech arrived, he scanned the room and at this point we were told to still wait outside. About 30 minutes later, he asked me to come in and for my boyfriend to stay behind. He proceeds to tell me that there was a camera in my son's room. They found a tiny camera in the door knob. Not sure if you are familiar with this, but my door knobs lock from the inside. But on the opposite side, there is a little hole where you usually need a flat head screwdriver or a similar looking key to open it. I will take a picture later on a show. He explained to me, whoever put in this camera replaced the door knobs with two of the same knobs, meaning that the door no longer has a lock. I never realized this. It was such a small detail that I never realized. I never locked my son's room so this was not something I would look into. I broke down. I didn't know what to say or what to think. He told me that it was linking through Bluetooth/Wi-Fi. Unfortunately, the camera signal was cut and he was working on getting some code to see where the signal was coming from. Once they confirmed this, I was given the address and of course I ended up coming from my ex's address. Not the exact address but more coordination points. No idea what they referred to it as as they just told me it's a system that used to track a signal. I was in complete shock. I think part of me thought he would never do this. He would never violate my privacy in our son's privacy by doing this. I thought we were past this stage. After they broke the news to me, they told me I can press charges if I would like. If this is what I decided to do, they would have to process a warrant for his arrest. It was the hardest decision I had to make, but I told them yes. They explained to me that the best thing for me to do was to stay at a relative's or friend's house until this was resolved as it can be dangerous for me to be so close to him. I don't understand why they couldn't take him then and there, but I told them I would pack a bag. I decided to stay at my parents' home. It was near my job and it was a place my son was comfortable staying in. I did not hear from my ex at all Saturday. I know I mentioned in my previous post that my parents/ex Arjahovah's Witness, which plays a big part in this whole story. Sunday night, my parents had plans and I stayed behind with my son. I hear knock on the door. I look into my surprise, it is two elders. I guess you can call them pastors to those not familiar with the terms. These were the same men that would tell me not to call the cops when my ex would get physical. These are also the same men that watched me grow up since I was three. I decided to open the door and they asked to come in. My brother was in the other room, so I felt a little more at ease to speak with them. As soon as they started taking the Bible out, I tell them I do not feel comfortable with that. And if they have anything to say, it'll be through a conversation and not through the Bible. They agreed and started explaining to me the consequences my ex is facing in the kingdom hall for what he has done. They also told me that my ex was taken down to the station Sunday morning but that he confess to them everything on Saturday. To make it short, they begged me to drop the charges and kept telling me to think about my son to think about how he would feel knowing his dad is facing these charges. They kept saying over and over that Jehovah does not condemn his behavior. And sometimes the organization can work this out within themselves. I told them I would not drop the charges. What he did was violate my privacy and that I was happy that they would work it out between their religion but I would work it out my end through the law. They proceeded to tell me that they have lawyers that can back up my ex and that if this is the root I take, I should make sure I am covered as well. They also said the reason he put a camera is because he wants custody of my son because it's not fair to him to not have eternal life in my ex can save my son. Crazy, right? I don't know what he was trying to find by putting a camera in my son's room because I have absolutely nothing to hide and my son is very well taken care of. I asked them to leave and they did. When I told my dad about what happened and what they were saying to me, he called one of the elders and pretty much went off on them. I hope it doesn't ruin his rap because I know this religion means the world to him but at the same time I also hope maybe this will open his eyes. This is all such a nightmare to me. I don't know what to do. Deep down I do not want to press charges because he is my son's father. I don't want to ruin his record or for my son to grow up and find out what I place his dad and jail over this. I also know what it's like to be brainwashed and be under mind control. The other part of me feels like he needs to learn his lesson. He needs to know that you can't just simply violate someone's privacy because of your religion. I am not sure what is or will be happening yet. Last I heard is he's out on bail and will have a court date which I will need to appear to as well. At that time I can decide to drop the charges if I wanted to. I also received a court date from the family court and he is going for full custody. He filed about a month ago so this is something he has been planning. I am hoping this whole thing will work for my benefits which is another reason why I should not drop the charges as it will help me in family court. So for now that's all that has happened. I don't know what steps to take from here and I am sort of taking it day by day. I found a new place and after talking to my landlord he is letting me break the lease. I hate that I have to move. I love my apartment and will be moving to a much smaller place for more money. I wish I didn't have to move but there's not much else I can do. One user says, do not drop any charges, my reasoning. Besides all the religious BS, your ex is not rational and is already physically abusive. This is a bad combo. It has been my experience that he will never get better without therapy and or medication. And most likely issues will arise when he won't do or continue treatment even if he started. What are the charges against your ex? Has the DA's office stopped any further investigation? Have you had an opportunity to speak with the investigators in your case? Have they hinted that they have other concerns about him? Law enforcement can be very effective in unearthing things through intimidation. They, however, will not want to be jerked around and expend the effort if they sense you won't follow through. They may intimidate you a little to test your resolve, hold fast to what you decide. All of the data he has gathering about you to perhaps further his custody case has been made null and void and is admissible because it was garnered from a criminal act and will not be allowed to be presented. His illegal actions will also be used against him. All that goes away if you don't press charges. If you have not contacted a local agency concerning spousal abuse, regardless of marriage status, they will help you or direct you to help. They have experience in this and will guide you to the best course of action as well as provide support. Concerning the elders that visited, regardless of what we think about the organization, that wasn't protocol. And if you want that BS to stop dead in its tracks, contact or have someone contact a sharp elder from another congregation, et cetera, if you want that. These things that are happening to you are not unique to the organization. They happen everywhere, a lot. Because of that, there are many resources. Please make use of them. I hope you remain safe and everything works out for the best for you. And the OP response and says, "I actually went today to the court to file a restraining order and they gave me a temporary one until the court date where the judge will make it permanent. I also went to the station and asked more info on what was going on. They couldn't tell me much besides that even if I do drop charges, the state is also pressing charges. Apparently, they take this stuff really serious since it was in a child's room. They told me someone would be in contact with me, but I should get a lawyer since it's not recommended to do this alone as there are many things I won't understand or will need professional advice on. I asked them what they did with the evidence and they told me they have it and cannot release it to anyone since it is now in municipal custody. I am looking into lawyers and made a few consultations for tomorrow. My court date for custody is at the end of November so I am hoping the other court date for the camera is before so I can have more evidence that he is not suitable to take custody. Although I feel that just by having those charges pending and him out on bail is enough for the judge to rule me full custody as I am now seeking for that as well. We have shared custody, but after this, I want full custody. And another user says, "Wow, go your dad." In my opinion, your ex is a psychopath and should be locked up immediately. You have a fantastic boyfriend and a good cop now, listen to these people and get a good lawyer. It looks like the dominoes are all set up to fall upon this creep. And the ob he responds and says, "I am definitely luring up and will keep all charges." The state is also pressing charges, so by the looks of it, he is in deep, deep trouble, which is why the elders are acting the way they are. After the whole abuse stuff going on, I'm sure they don't want an article stating how a Jehovah's Witness had a camera installed in his son's bedroom. I also forgot to mention that one of the elders is actually my ex's uncle, which could be another reason for the constant pressure to drop the charges. And another user says, "This sounds like really strange behavior from the elders, almost like they have a vested interest in having the charges dropped." Hmm, now why might that be? If your ex is going for full custody, he would have sought the assistance of the elders. Maybe the elders suggested he put in a spy camera or maybe they knew someone who had expertise in this. If the charges aren't dropped, the facts might come out. I don't know if you are a ward, but the organization has a printed guide for Jehovah's Witness involved in custody cases. If the elders are calling your parents, get them to ask the elders whether your ex had specifically admitted to breaking in and installing the spy cam and if there was anyone else involved. When the elders told you that he would be dealt with in the congregation, did they spell out what they would do? Do not drop any charges, especially for the sake of your son. In the OP response and says, one of the elders is actually my ex's uncle, which makes it a conflict of interest, although he was a part of the committee, one-house pregnant, and they took away my privileges I had as an unbaptized publisher. If that's the term, sorry, I went to a Spanish hall and do not know some of the English terms. It seems so weird to me just how much they are pushing and harassing my family. It's almost as if something else is happening that they are afraid of. They told me that they are still going through their process, but that this can lead up to him being reprimanded. What's the term where you are not shunned, but you are pointed out as bad association? Is it censored? Not sure, but he won't get shunned just a slap on the wrist. And unfortunately, we have never received another update from the OP. And as we have seen in multiple cases before, I think the reason the OP stopped uploading and posting and writing some updates is because once a lawyer gets involved and a court case begins, they do not want you posting, you know, what's happening on a public forum like Reddit. And so most likely the OP met up with their lawyer and the lawyer was like, hey, stop posting on Reddit. That's not going to lead to anything good and it can be used against us. But I really hope that the OP and the OP son are doing better now. The tale of the hamburger. And this one gets disturbing, so your discretion is advised. My stepmom broke into my house and stole food, then called CPS. I am shaken. So we've had a lot going on lately. My husband drives a truck and his work slows way down during the winter. To the point we had to take out a loan to make utility payments. On top of that, I've been dealing with postpartum depression since the birth of my second child, almost six months. And we found out about two weeks ago that I'm pregnant again. In desperation, I posted on the food pantry subreddit and the response was amazing. We got so much food I cried for days. I went to my doctor and we agreed that I needed some help and started an anti-depressant. I accepted the idea of another baby even if it was sooner than we wanted and began to get excited. I was finally in a good place. I had my first OB yesterday morning and we couldn't see that baby on the ultrasound. Just the gestational sac, which was measuring about eight weeks. My OB was really positive and said it may just be too early to see, but also mentioned the possibility of a blighted ovum. That basically just means that something went wrong and the baby never developed. There's not really a cause, just bad luck. And I know it seemed silly with how upset I originally was about getting pregnant, but I was absolutely devastated. I sat in my car and cried with my husband for a long time before I went to my mom's to pick up the boys. We got home to all of the food in our pantry gone. All that was left was some dry pasta and sauce and a few cans of tuna. The baby formula was gone. The baby food and diapers were gone. The packs of wipe, where he fills were gone. All of the veggies out of the fridge were gone. There was just milk and leftovers. The doors were still locked and there were no signs of a break in. And the only person with a key is my dad. And I truly believe my dad didn't know anything about it. But when I told my stepmom about the food, we were sent, she got vial. Started going off about how we shouldn't have kids if we can't take care of them ourselves and demanded we give them custody of the boys immediately. I was honestly shocked. She's been BEC before when we would ask them to watch the kids so we could go see a movie or something like that. Parents don't get to do that. The babies have to come first, but she's never been anywhere near this level. My dad stepped in and told her to shut the F up and we left. In shock, but sure it was over. Of course, I called and confronted her yesterday and she denied everything. I called my dad and he confirmed that she hadn't brought any food into the house and didn't think she would do that. But still asked me not to file a police report until he talked to her. I figured she could have just easily thrown it all out somewhere and decided I needed to file a police report anyway, even though they will never be able to prove it was her. Because this was a very clear attempt to endanger my kids. Thank God. CPS knocked on my door at 10 this morning, saying they had received a call the day before about unfit living conditions, namely a lack of food. I had the police report to show them and half a can of formula and some baby food, et cetera, out of the diaper bag and the lady seemed genuinely understanding when I explained the situation. I told her the food had come from friends, not strangers on the internet. She did ask if I had any relatives I could keep the kids if they did end up having to remove them temporarily, which I found very strange. That's not something I would expect CPS to ask. I made sure to specify I would want them placed with my mom and not my father in light of everything that has happened. And she assured me that she didn't think anything would come of it, but she would be following up in a week or so to see that we had the situation resolved. I am absolutely beside myself right now. I never had a good relationship with this woman growing up, but she always seemed to really have the best interests of the kids at heart. She absolutely doats on them and has previously been very helpful. They helped with daycare for my oldest while I still worked, even bought formula for him when he was still a baby, and we were really struggling. I don't want to believe she would do something like this, but I honestly see no other explanation. We have changed the locks already, but I have no idea where to go from here. My oldest was supposed to stay with them this weekend, which clearly won't be happening. But he's four, and he doesn't understand why. I could really use any advice you guys have for me. One user says, you tell your son that stepmom and dad did something really bad and are in time out. Your dad is enabling her by asking you not to call police. I'm glad you didn't listen to him. Put it in terms your son can understand and see if you can do something fun that day instead. Then you tell your dad that given there was no sign of forced entry, either himself or his wife, are the most obvious suspects and will not be seen the kids until reparation is made in full. At which point, you can tentatively discuss supervised short visits once enough time has passed. I suggest doing this via email or text, so you have a written record. I would also suggest you give a look into finally in a small claims case if she continues to say it wasn't her. In the long run, if you decide to still see them, I would strongly recommend no alone time. Personally, I feel what she did is an unbelievable violation of the trust and she should never be around your children again. And the oboe responds and says, at this point, I would be happy without them even paying us back as long as I never see them again. I know that's letting them off easy and isn't fair to us, so I'm trying to get myself together to confront her, them again. This is absolutely vile. And another user says, your father's wife is no longer a part of your family's lives. She stole from you, demanded custody of your children, called CPS. She set you up in order to get your children. There isn't any coming back from that. Your dad is welcome to visit your family. His wife is not. And someone else says that your dad needs to realize his wife tried to sabotage his daughters and grandchildren's lives maliciously. Good intentions and worry about your situation, but get another action plan and not actually sabotage to make it worse so she can get the outcome she wants. the one that's best for you and your boys. Tell him you will file the report, and demand the stolen food and other items will be returned or compensated, as well as the cost of changing in locks. There's not cloak of love to cover this one. Also, call CPS for a copy of their report, and ask them what you can expect the follow-up to be. That sounded fishy as hell. I'm not saying it wasn't a real CPS person, but following up, might clear some of the weirdness up. And the OP responds and says, "I didn't even realize I could call CPS for a copy of the report. I will definitely be calling in the morning to ask some questions." The more I calm down, the weirder and weirder it seems. She did walk through and make sure the house was safe. They had adequate sleeping arrangements, clothes, and everything. Asked about their doctor, but didn't ask for any documentation, aside from the police report. She was nice enough, but just didn't seem very professional. It may just be she wasn't properly trained, or didn't feel the call was serious. But still, I'm sure it will help that both of my boys are at the top of their growth chart for height and weight, so they obviously aren't being starved. And I'm going to make sure to have that documentation from their doctor, along with their shot records before the follow-up. I'm also going to ask him if he will write a statement for us. Would that be allowed? He's known us for four years, my oldest whole life. And definitely loves my boys and knows they are not being neglected in any way. And then the OP comes back soon after with another update and it reads as follows. First and foremost, thank you all so much for the overwhelming response. I wrote my post yesterday from a really dark place, feeling as if I somehow had failed my boys by allowing someone so evil into their lives. I felt as if I should somehow have known, somehow protected them from her. You all reminded me that she's just a hateful, vile person. It got to the point that I simply couldn't keep up with comments, but please feel free to PM me if you want to make sure I see something. I really appreciate all of the support and everyone reaching out through PM has been a welcome distraction throughout the day as I try to get affairs in order. I did reach out to CPS today. That was a interesting call. Without going into a lot of details, the case is legit. The supervisor I spoke with was extremely kind and professional. I explained that I was asking because someone had stolen our food before the call was made. And I simply wanted to be sure it was an actual CPS worker as I had been pretty flustered when she showed up. She was shocked when I said that she had simply shown up. As it's apparently their policy to call beforehand to arrange a time that does not inconvenience the family when it isn't an emergency abuse call. We talked a bit more about the visit and she agreed with me that several things were handled very unprofessionally. I was able to confirm that my follow-up will be next Friday and she told me that she's assigning a new agent to our case. She also told me that she'll be investigating that agent, but I'm not sure if I really believe that'll happen. I'm happy to have a different agent anyway. She said that as long as they get there, and we have plenty of food, the case will be closed, because everything else seemed perfect. But to go ahead and have their doctors records ready so that they could be on file. I went to the boys at pediatrician today and got triple copies of their records. So Monday, I'm going to help it to the office and bringing in their records and leaving with a copy of the report. One copy of the records will be going in our fireproof document safe at home and another copy into the fireproof document safe at my mom's house to be moved to a safety deposit box as soon as we are able to. My dad has been the most disappointing part of this saga. He absolutely refuses to believe that my stepmom would do this and is called several times. Furious, going on about how much my accusations have upset her and demanding I apologize. I finally told him I was picking up the CPS report on Monday and I will call him then to arrange a place to meet and talk about the ham burglar. Like it? I love it. Shout out to the brilliant user who suggested it. I can't find your comment again in the insanity that is my previous post. My poor husband was out of town for work all week while all of this was going on. I feel like every time I called him this week, something tragic was happening from my OB appointment to the breaking to the CPS visit. I didn't even really get to talk to him today between being on hold with CPS and running around to doctors and fighting with my dad. When this angel got home tonight, he had stopped on the way from his truck to buy me a $2 bath bomb out of his food money and promptly put me into a hot candlelit tub. He put the kids to bed, rubbed my feet, and painted my toenails. He held me as I cried and celebrated with me when I told him about the overwhelming support we had received when I shared our story. He specifically told me to tell you guys that he is incredibly thankful for all of you being here when he couldn't be. He is being in an absolute rock star right now. He's currently doing the laundry and dishes that have been neglected the last few days while I binge the Game of Thrones and Reddit. I'm really so grateful for the support you guys have given me. This community is overwhelming. I will probably never get to every comment, but please feel free to pee on me to check in. Having people from the sub to talk to today has helped me so much. You all are the absolute best. Maybe if I'm feeling up to this weekend, I'll share some childhood stories about the hamburgerler, and why I honestly should never have been surprised she tried to ruin my life through food. And then the OP comes back the next day, with an update titled The Hamburgerler tries to steal an Amazon package, and it reads as follows. When I moved my update to a different subreddit, I promised you guys a hamburgerler related update today, but thought I might be sharing a phone call since she was blowing up my phone at breakfast. This one's a doozy. So my angel of a mother is just as broke as we are, but does have the benefit of a full pantry. She has been inviting us over for practically every meal the last couple of days. And she only lives about 10 minutes away, so we've been taking her up on the offer a lot. This morning we are treated to a giant platter of homemade french toast that was heavenly. Hamburgerler was blowing up my phone the two hours we were there, which is actually the first time she's attempted to make contact since I first confronted her about stealing our food. I refused to let her ruin my morning and put my phone on silent. We made her way back home at about 10 a.m. fan happy to a screeching harpy on our porch. Hamburgerler was on the porch with the original social services worker. I have no idea if this is a friend of hers, or just some poor woman who the b-word has sunker claws into. But I do know that the hamburgerler seems to have a direct line to her instead of the CPS office, and apparently has enough pull to have her at my house at 10 a.m. on a Saturday morning. I immediately sank down into the seat with a chorus of cursing. So DH parked behind Hamburgerler in our very narrow driveway. Thank God and went out to confront her. From the car I could hear her screeching about the locks being changed, which immediately told me she was trying to get into my house again. DH said something I couldn't hear because he wasn't screaming like a lunatic. He later told me he said that we changed them so she couldn't steal anything else from our children. And she slapped him. Guys, my husband is a 6 to 250 pound teddy bear. He has never in his life dreamed of laying a hand on another person. He doesn't even like to discipline the 4-year-old because the kid cries when he put him in time out. I saw red. I got out of the car and immediately started across the yard. To be intercepted by the social services lady halfway across. I told her, rather, rudely, I will admit, that I had been informed that she was no longer on my case and asked her what the hell she was doing on my property when no one was home. She then told me that the only reason no one was home was because we had fled after she was called. I told her, no one had been there when we left for breakfast before 8am and the dumb girl laughed at me. Apparently, she got a call from Hamburgerler around 9 saying I was punching my 4-year-old in the face. Repeatedly to the point of bleeding and we left after hearing her make the call so that we wouldn't be there when she She arrived. DH heard her say this and started across the yard right about the time she was telling me I needed to get the kids out of the car so she could examine them. DH positioned herself between her and the car and told her under no circumstance where the kids leaving the car while they were on the property. Hamburgler notices that no one was paying attention to her and took the opportunity to sprint past us to the car where the kids were still sitting buckled into their seats. Impressive, really since she must be at least 300 pounds. When she realized the doors were locked, she began beating on the window right next to my four-year-old face with two closed fists. Screeching. Kid number 1. Open the door. Open the door for Mima. Now he's still buckled into a five-point harness and the doors are childlocked. There's absolutely no way he's letting her into the car, but there's a real possibility of her showering my toddler in glass. My husband, again, reacts quickly and pulls the crazy lady away from the car while I'm standing there in shock. My husband tells the senile old bats they have to leave the property immediately, and the CPS lady pipes up that she isn't leaving until she can be sure that she isn't leaving two children in an abusive and vulnerable situation. I asked her if she thought I was beating my toddler bloody, why weren't the police called? She told me that it was a CPS matter and not a police matter. And I laughed and told her I disagreed, and I was calling the police and started walking down the driveway towards the hamburgerless car to make the call. This prompted her to begin screaming, "Don't touch my car." Okay, so what's in her car? I appear in the window and see a Amazon box with our name and address. So now I get to tell the cops that not only is she trespassing, she is stealing our mail. We live less than five minutes from the police station, so as I'm making the call, my husband decides that she can't leave if she's blocked in and let's go of her. Well, she decided to shove me to the ground, get in her car, and drive through the yard missing, running me over by maybe a foot. My husband sees what's happening and gets in front of her car. So now she's between the house and our car with my husband in front of her and a chainlink fence behind her. Naturally, she reverses into the fence right as the police cruiser is pulling up. I swear to God, a completely different person got out of that car. What moments ago had been a very fat version of the vampire brides from Van Helsings became a stuttering hobbling grandmother with a bad box red dye job. It was unsettling because this is getting long. I will try to condense the rest as much as I can. We were horrible abusive parents, but had threatened her and framed her badly enough that she was trying to leave, but we wouldn't let her. Our package was only in our car because she was worried it was on the porch in such a bad neighborhood and wanted to keep it safe, but couldn't take it inside for us because we changed the locks. The CPS worker repeated the story. She had told us of the cops and said that she didn't leave when we told her because we were fused to let her examine the children. When the cops looked at my kids and confirmed that no one had been beating anyone bloody, hamburglers said she must have been mistaken, but didn't understand why we would have left before the CPS bench got there if we hadn't done anything. The cops called my mom and confirmed that time we arrived at and left her house. CPS made hamburgler return the package, then refused to charge her for mail theft because the package was returned unopened. He did tell her that I had made it very clear she was not welcome here and she would be arrested for trespassing if she returned. Hamburgler and company left and the cops asked us a few more uncomfortable questions about how our kids were treated. I'm sure it's policy when somebody says a kid might be being abused, but I was ready for the whole ordeal to be over. So my mom will be staying at the house with me for the next few days to help me keep an eye out for packages and make sure I'm not here by myself if she comes back. I took the rest of the day to calm down and figure out how to move forward since it was nearly 2pm when the cops finally left. I will be going up to the office first thing Monday morning to file a report against that CPS worker and where's my dad in all of this radio silence. The package was a can of formula since Saturday overnight delivery. So if that was someone here, we received it mostly safely. The user says if you haven't already, go back to the police and ask for a report of this incident to be made. You'll need it for both a restraining order against Hamburgler and for the official complaint process against the CPS worker. I can't comment on your country's laws and processes, but this is starting to mirror my own experience involving a rogue CPS worker and a just not mother-in-law and that got a lot worse before it got better. I know you can't afford it, but it looks like you're going to need cameras and a lawyer before this is over. And the OP response says, "I'll be going to the station first thing in the morning to make a report. I just couldn't do it today. I definitely remember stories that going around about rogue CPS workers. So we will be taking every precaution we can. I would really appreciate any advice you have to give us." And another user says, "Call the CPS supervisor now. Leave a message and tell her that she is harassing you and your family. If you have the CPS worker's name, Google her, Facebook, look up and see if she has any connection to your stepmom. Her being on your case is completely inappropriate and she knows it if she is friends with your step-devil. She does not have an unbiased view. And then the OP comes back a few days later with an update and it reads as follows. Well, yesterday was uneventful. I was able to get a temporary restraining order against both the hamburger and her CPS buddy. The CPS supervisor is working with us to make sure she receives full legal repercussions and loses her job. As apparently, this isn't the first time she has had an incident like this, which tells me that she doesn't know hamburger and she's just a meddling B word. She even gave me a list of attorneys to reach out to if needed who should work with us pro bono on the theft. And we got so many packages today. Thank you so much to everyone who reached out to help us. Not everyone was here, but I don't really have a way of time packages to users, so thank you. Special thanks to the user who sent me bath bombs. I'm taking a nice bath when I get done posting here. Our follow up OB to try to find out for sure what's going on is bright and early in the morning, so I would greatly appreciate any well wishes, thoughts and prayers or good vibes that you have to offer. We're trying to be positive, but we're terrified. All of her crap was the last thing we needed right now. And then the OP comes back 10 days later with another update titled hamburger, got what she wanted and it reads as follows accidentally just to leave it as a whole post. So I'm internally screaming right now anyone here who has read my posts knows that hamburger doesn't think me fit to raise children to the point of trying to have our children taken away. For anyone wanting to know, our follow up CPS visit was wonderful and our case was closed. We went to our follow up for the possible blinded ovum to discover a happy and healthy baby who was just not quite as far along as we thought. We got to see a nice strong heartbeat and went home with pictures. We felt confident enough that the only problem was an early scan that my husband went ahead and went out of state for work this weekend. I went back to my OB early this morning with mild cramping to find out that my baby has no heartbeat. I haven't even been able to reach my husband to tell him yet. I'm planning on scheduling a DNC when he gets home, but if something happens before then he won't be here and it's a 10 hour drive he can't start until the morning. I'm scared and alone. And then the OP ads in the comments, I know I haven't been responding but please know that I've read each and every reply and I love you all. The support I always get from you guys means so much to me. My husband's company is flying him home tonight. His phone has been dead all day so I ended up getting in touch with his manager here. We got in touch with the guy who he was working for there. And somehow the news got all the way to the head of the company. who called my husband personally to a range of flight to a nearby city for him tonight. So here's to amazing compassionate people. And then we don't hear from the OP for a few months, but a few months later the OP comes back with a terrifying update and just depressing update titled in which hamburger gets out of jail and back in 24 hours and it reads as follows. Hello all of you beautiful people. I'm so sorry that I haven't been updating here so much has happened. So buckle up this is a long ride. I did manage to get a restraining order against the hamburger lure with the help of CPS over the course of the last couple months. Original CPS lady lost her job too. As we weren't the first time she had abused her power and hamburger lure ended up losing her mind in a spectacular way. And my pregnancy was a bit of a roller coaster. At my first US for those who don't remember they thought I had a blinded ovum. I went back a week later to see a healthy fetus with a good strong heartbeat. Put a small spot that looked like it might be a sub-durnal hemorrhage. Scheduled another US a week after that when by myself when my husband was out of state for work and found that the hemorrhage had grown from less than half the size of the babe to more than half of my uterus and there was no longer a heartbeat. My husband drives a truck so it was impossible to even get in touch with him that day until he got off work. Due to the size of the hemorrhage and the fact that I hadn't had any bleeding, I was going to have to have a DNC to prevent sepsis and I didn't want to schedule anything without my husband there with me. So I left the old being called my dad. In a moment of weakness I still regret months later. My dad was an angel, immediately supportive and offered to come get the kids and watch them for as long as we needed. Thankfully I turned him down as the kids were still with my mom since I had been put on bed rest up until disappointment. I told him everything that had happened including my current condition and the impending procedure and the fact that I couldn't talk to my husband until he got off work so I was basically dealing with this alone. He told me to come out to their house and I told him point blank that the last person I wanted to deal with right then was Hamburgerlar and he said he understood and dropped it. So of course he told Hamburgerlar what was going on and of course she proceeds to blow up my husband's phone for six hours. So when he gets off work instead of immediately calling me as he would have he called her first because he was afraid someone had died. He had hundreds of missed calls from her. She answers the phone by screeching about how I am a murderer. I went off while he was gone to Gidey. Operation had the baby removed. Apparently I had been planning this for weeks anyway. He knew she was lying and hung up the phone then called me so I didn't get to tell him in my own way. I had to explain that Hamburgerlar was a FNB word and how she had come to that wildly different conclusion. I called my dad to tell him what she did. And as far as I know he was pissed and promised we wouldn't be hearing from her again. I ended up getting the procedure scheduled for a week after the US and luckily got the cameras we were gifted set up before then because we came home afterwards to a completely destroyed home. The crazy lady busted through our window with a golf club that she would have had to buy for this express purpose because neither of them golf and let herself in then proceeded to destroy everything we own. She destroyed our Xbox RTV took a knife to our mattresses including the kids and our brand new couch. She piled every piece of clothing she could find in the house, ours and the kids in the middle of the living room and covered them in bleach gallons and gallons. She smashed every breakable thing that she could find with the golf club including the toilet, our dishes, every window in the house, everything. She shoved our AC unit out the window onto the ground, destroying it. She didn't touch the food though so I guess the don't mess with your grandkids food lesson said in but that was it. We got home to hamburger lure sprawled in the front yard golf club in one hand and my bottle of wine in the other absolutely plastered screaming about how I may murdering B-word who hates children trying to keep my babies from me. We're also those weird people that collect a liquor and weird slash interesting bottles and every single one was smashed in the yard around her. I'm not sure how many she tried to drink and how many she just broke because she would have died if she drank them all but she had clearly drank plenty. She didn't even get up out of the grass to actually engage us. Just laid there and yelled. I guess trying to make sure the whole neighborhood knew how awful I was. So my husband calls the cops while I sit there and listen to her screech about how I'm going to hell. I murdered my kid because I can't handle the responsibility of being a parent and how I'm a killer. How I should not be alive instead because she would have raised my baby at nauseam. She was honestly just repeating the exact same things over and over and over again. Meanwhile, I just had a DNC for a miscarriage maybe an hour ago. I'm dealing with the pain of losing a very much wanted pregnancy and she's here spewing her pro-life BS at me. After about 20 minutes of this, the cops show up. My husband finally goes inside with one officer while the other stays outside with hamburger and me and actually sees the extent of the damage. Meanwhile, the cop outside listens to hamburger for a few minutes. Then turns to me and says, "Are you sure you want to press charges?" I mean, I can get her for a drunken disorderly but there's no proof she actually did anything. Well, all of my windows are smashed. She's holding a golf club and that's my bottle collection in pieces around her so. And then the cop says, "Well, that's all circumstantial. There's no proof of anything." Let me tell you all something real quick. I live in the Bible belt. It took me about half a second to figure out what was going on here. This cop had listened to her rant, decided she was justified, and was taking her side. Just wait. Isn't that what a lawyer's for? We have a restraining order. And then he says, "You have a restraining order?" And I say, "Yes, because she broke into our house and stole all of our food." And then she tried to run me over with her car while I was pregnant. I swear this cop laughed at my face. Okay, well, you're not pregnant now. Guys, if my husband and the other cop hadn't come back outside right then, I would have been the one in jail. I had enough time to scream. I had a effing miscarriage before my husband was back next to me and moving me away. The other cop quickly shut the first one down and said they were taking hamburgerler immediately. He said it was the worst-breaking he had ever seen in terms of damage. He actually called the first cop an idiot because hamburgerler wasn't in cuffs when he came back out and shut down the, it might be circumstantial crap he was trying to spew. I guess some cops take restraining orders seriously? I gave my statement, had my mom come pick me up, and my husband dealt with the rest of the cop stuff. My dad finally seemed to come to his senses and refused to bail hamburger out. The next day, when she had sobered up enough to call him, him and several of his friends helped my husband clean out all of our stuff. Replaced the broken windows with windows that were a bit more smash-resistant than the ancient windows we had before and toilet and financed new furniture to replace this stuff she ruined. He wasn't able to make us completely whole but it's a start and we are working on rebuilding. Of course hamburgerler tried to plead not guilty and had to go to trial. We gave our lawyer that my dad paid for the recordings we had of her smash in our window reaching through to unlock the door and destroying our living room. It didn't get everything but it was more than enough. So when she tried to say she showed up drunk because she was so distraught over what I'd done and found my house like that, she looked stupid. Now, let's fast forward to this morning. Hamburger Lure was released on parole, I think. I'm not 100% the difference in parole and probation on Monday, so not actually 24 hours, but close enough. I have the kids in daycare because I go back to work in a week. So I left my house at eight this morning to drive them to daycare and then went back home. About 45 seconds after I locked the door behind me, Hamburger Lure pulls up in my driveway and gets out. So obviously, she was watching for me to get home. She comes up to the door and starts knocking and calling through the door about how she just wants to talk. There's obviously been a bunch of misunderstandings between us. She wants to fix things, yada, yada, yada, yada. Well, conditions of her release included she was not allowed to contact me or my family in any way. So I called the cops again, who were very prompt and showing up this time. I watched through my brand new windows as three cop cars surrounded my house within four minutes of me calling and Hamburger Lure was cuffed and thrown into the back of a car. When I opened my door to give my statement, they were much nicer and Hamburger Lure had switched back to screaming of identities at me from the back of the cop car. I called my lawyer who seemed thoroughly unsurprised and he promised to call me as soon as he figures out what's going on when she gets rebooked and everything. So that's all done. And I am sitting at Starbucks down the street using the Wi-Fi because I suddenly feel unsafe in my home again. Even though I'm pretty much sure she's back in jail now. I'm sorry for the novel, but this has been a hell of a roller coaster and I needed to get it out. I haven't even called my dad yet. I'm waiting until I have something to say besides get your she-demon on a leash. One user says, "First off, I am so sorry for your loss. I'm also sorry that Mad Cow made a difficult time even harder for you." Second, F that cop. I am livid that he actively took the side of an intoxicated abuser because she accused you of ending a viable pregnancy. That is up for patriarchal gold and the mental gymnastics Olympics. In your shoes, I would report him to his superior officers because his job as an officer is to collect and preserve evidence, not past judgment. If he can't manage that, he shouldn't be an officer. And the OP response and says, "Yeah, it was pretty much the most ridiculous thing I've ever been through. I was too overwhelmed at the time to really do anything, but I'm going to be looking into it now. I'm 100% pro choice and it absolutely shouldn't matter even if it was true, but she was also lined through her goddamn teeth." She got exactly the reaction she was hoping for. It was a scary example of how you can just accuse someone of getting a termination and absolutely ruin their life. I have no idea what would have happened if the second cop hadn't been there. And then the OP comes back with a final update two days later titled, "Hamburgleur isn't in jail." Basically, what the title says, "How do I know this?" She just drove past my house in broad daylight. I called my lawyer and he said there's nothing they can do about her driving down the road. I do live in a pretty busy area and it's not like I'm in the middle of nowhere. My street runs between two major roads in my city. We can't even prove that she did drive by. And of course, the husband is out for work all weekend so it's just me and the kids at home. He won't be home until Friday. My mom is out of town visiting her girlfriend so we can't go over there. I have a friend coming over to sit with me when she gets off work, but seriously, anyways, I'll update if anything happens. Edit reporting idiot cop on Monday has anyone had to do this before? Can you share your experience? Should I actually expect to hear if anything comes of it? Or will it be more of a, "Okay, thanks for telling us. We'll handle it by." And now let's get into some of the top comments. Someone says, "So, why does your dad put up with any of this? Why does he stay with her?" And the OP says, "They are now officially separated. In our state, you have to be separated for a year before you can get divorced." And someone replies and says, "Geez, what's she always this crazy?" And the OP says, "She had issues, but nothing this blatant. This is definitely a new level of crazy for her." Honestly though, she can't have kids, so I think she decided she wanted mine and that's what set this whole thing off. That makes the most sense out of anything else I can think of. And then someone asks the OP if the OP can move and the OP says, "Not immediately. We just don't have the finances for it." I started a new job tomorrow though, and it's definitely on our radar to do ASAP. We just have to play catch up first. And we have never heard from the OP ever again, and so I'm really hoping that the OP, the OP's husband and the OP's kids are doing better now because that lady is a complete psycho. My wife and I found a brand new intimacy doll on a back road where we live. And when I say intimacy doll, you know what I mean? It's a doll that you get freaky with and let's get into it. The OP links two photos, one of which I cannot show because it's a, you know, a doll that is completely unclothed and used for certain activities. But the OP says the first is a close-up of a skin tone block with the logo WM dolls on it. The second is an open box lined with a white fleecy blanket and a life-sized, unclothed female doll in it. The doll has huge breasts and a black cloth draped over its midsection. Its head is not visible from this angle. We now have the address where it was supposed to be delivered, but am I supposed to bring it back? How does this even work? And I have so many questions, but, um, yeah, like I have so many questions about this. So this OP and his wife were driving through a back road where we will soon learn where this back road was and they come across a intimacy doll or freak doll or whatever and they decide to pick it up and bring it back home. This, I have infinite questions, but let's get into some of the top comments. One user says, y'all took it home. Another user says, not enough privacy along the road. Another commenter says, could you imagine being a cop coming up on a pair of people pulling a body out of a ditch to put in their trunk? Hey, what are you doing? This is usually the other way around. Someone else says, officer, it's not what you think. Nothing creeps like a dead body or something. Just me and the misses loading up a freak doll. We saw randomly on the side of the road right here. Carry on, have a nice night. And someone else says, I think he had a plan of ordering it and taking his wife for a ride and found it. The phrase, well, honey, since we found it, we should take it home was followed up later in the day with, do you want to try it? Buh, blah, blah, blah. And someone else says, guy ordered it, new wife wouldn't approve. Dropped it off the back road and conveniently went on a walk to come across it and take it home. And someone else says, nope, they say addressed label is on it. Now here's where it could be fun. This person dumped it there because they knew it wouldn't be approved of. Imagine their face when they opened the door and it's back on their doorstep. I would totally put it on their step ring the bell and hiding the bushes like third grade again, just to see the reaction, LMAO. And then the OP comes back two days later with a little bit more info and let's get into it. This reads, there are four photos at the top of the post. The first is the same image of the company logo on the flesh-toned block. The second is a close-up of the doll's foot, showing the marks OP described in the post. The next two images are photos of a dirt road in the woods. And yes, one of them is like the WM dolls on a flesh block of whatever. Another is yeah, the foot, which is just very like eerie looking. And then the other ones are of just a dirt road where I assume they found it. And I mean, like take a look at this, like if you can, like this is just like so eerie. I guess. is like this is where they found it and imagine like coming across a freak doll or an intimacy doll on the side of the road like that is just something where you leave it if you find like you know what I mean like you do not pick that up and find it if you find in the backwards that is very creepy but the OP continues and says to answer some frequently asked questions no we have not tried it out sorry guys thought I was new because someone took a lot of care with it you'd think it'd be beat up or obviously used the box wasn't marked with an address or name which let us to take it home to see what it actually was my wife thought it may be car parts I thought it may be a trampoline though I was secretly hoping for drugs or money last two pictures are where it was found nearest house is two to three miles and 20 plus from delivery address as you can see it's out there my wife is the one who actually noticed the box I had driven past it and she asked me to stop so we could check it out so no I didn't buy it and leave it for her to hopefully discover while we drove our kids around so they could fall asleep the name and address we found on an inner flap of the box itself is not the shipping label that was missing the previous owner just probably didn't realize there are manufacturer or secondary labels on packages yes we had to open it to find the previous owner and yes we tried to find the name on the package with no luck on social media I actually thought it might have just been a fake name because of that I had to ask around in the doll communities to find out more about it it should be unclothes wearing only white socks as it's a brand signature it should have been wrapped in a special heavy plastic and since the models that come with a slot for interchangeable heads should indeed come with two interchangeable heads and an owner's manual displaying the exact model this did not have that clothes don't come on the doll because the material at the skin is made of absorbs color from the dye see the black marks on the toes no we can't return the doll to the dress we found because it's not a residence thought since I couldn't contact the owner on social media and I wasn't familiar with the address I just try to get a street view of the address and drive there turns out it's a business it's a funeral home my wife looks at this site to look for employees and we find the name we are looking for and from there his Facebook he's an older guy and doesn't post much so I guess I get that but the profession definitely made the situation a little darker than what we assumed I go there with a human sized box asking for a specific employee and this doesn't work out well for anyone as of now before this post was made before the doll was found this gentleman applied to change to a different funeral home are they related I have no earthly idea and I don't just want to assume the worst we are not a large enough city to have a morgue a mortician by trade is always in the company of you guessed it the more we look into this the stranger it gets I've still said nothing about this gentleman's personal information where he works his address city state not a but it's weird and now let's get into some of the top comments someone says they are worried about that dude is ordering pretty much a dead person to his job did he mess around with dead people or is this his stepping stone to actually doing something I haven't read through the comments but you said more and that's where my mind went immediately and another user says maybe they use it for practice I imagine a human sized doll with similar features could be useful and more ethical than training on actual corpses another user says I never even thought of this but it makes so much sense a realistic dummy used for like medical training can be like tens of thousands of dollars meanwhile this looks fairly realistic and is only like a grand or so that would easily explain why the dude had it delivered to the funeral home rather than to his own house and I would agree but also disagree with that because why would this guy dump it in the middle of the woods and also the OP didn't mention anything about any sort of incisions or anything on the doll it gets just very very weird and another user says could you imagine going through all of the trouble trying to get rid of this thing and you finally do you find a great secluded spot in the middle of nowhere that's perfect no one will ever trace this thing back then some random tracks you down at your employer to bring you back your disposed of intimate doll LMAO and someone else says I'm a mortician so first off no funeral home is going to order a thousands of dollars intimate toy to use for practice with cosmetics or dressing all of that stuff would be taught by either a mortuary school or a licensed director on either legitimate descendants or they make dummies you can practice on in mortuary school my theory is this gentleman lives in the funeral home many have apartments I live in the one I work out with my family he gets his mail delivered there he probably decided to throw it out for whatever reason and as he lives at a funeral home was worried someone would see it in their dumpster so he dropped it off in the middle of nowhere I don't think it's for practice and probably isn't anything malevolent likely an older lonely man who got himself a partner didn't need the doll anymore and didn't want anyone to know he owned it out of embarrassment and another user says my dude this is the point where you just abandon this whole thing let it be a funny story where you're telling this years from now you keep this up and any weird stuff that comes of it is on you and the OP responds and says people have been offering to buy it since I posted it things are already weirder than I thought they'd be and someone else says but you still haven't answered the actual question which is why you would pick something up off the side of the road and bring it home I see a person sized box by the side of the road and I'm just passing it on by I might spare the huh that's weird thought but I'm sure is hell not loading it into my car and bringing it home and another user says this is the most intriguing mystery on reddit in a long time and we have never heard from the OP ever again but man this is just so weird and just eerie you know what I mean like this just has a eerie vibe I mean even if this old mortician guy you know was embarrassed to still own it why wouldn't he just throw it in the nearby trash can why would he bring it out into the middle of the woods like like the OP said miles and miles and miles from the town then just dump it on the side of the road it's just very very weird and has a really unsettling vibe to it but I'm curious on what you guys think my 22 female sisters 27 female husband whose 28 male came into my bedroom last night and something strange happened I'm still very confused right now so I'm sorry if this poses all jumbled up I've been staying at my sister's house lately she lives four hours away and I've been staying with her these last few nights she lives with her husband of four years I have a very good relationship with her but her husband and I are not close at all he has always been very standoff fish and we never talk to each other I have probably exchanged five words with him in the last four years we tend to stay out of each other's ways this is especially bad considering the fact that we see each other a lot we're a tight-knit family so my sister/parents and I are always around each other at first I thought this was simply his character and so I didn't take it personally then I realized that he's actually quite warm and welcoming towards other people he's all smiles and jokes when it comes to others but he's never been nice to me it's clear that he just doesn't like me I don't know what I did to him to deserve this but I've accepted it and honestly don't care he was good to me on one occasion though one day I was swimming at the beach and scraped my arm against some sharp rocks the wound wasn't terribly painful but he used a first aid kit to treat it and I felt a lot better but this still didn't change our relationship anyway my sister is well aware of the fact her husband and I are practically strangers to each other whenever I bring this up mostly in a light-hearted way she gets very irritated though now I got that out of the way I'll explain the issue last night I fell asleep at around 2am a short while later I was awoken by the feeling of somebody being on top of me I opened my eyes and it was him the room was dark but I could see him thanks to the moonlight I was very sleepy and confused and asked him what he was doing he was staring at me And looked very sad and teary eyed. He looked so sad that I thought someone had died and freaked me out. He started touching my face and then put his hands on my throat. At this point I tried to get him off of me but I couldn't. He lightly slapped my face to make me stop and then started choking me slightly. It wasn't a strong choke but definitely enough for me to feel some pressure. After a few seconds his grip tightened and he leaned over like he was about to kiss me. He didn't though and instead looked at me with a sad expression for an uncomfortably long time. I literally told him to get the F off me or I'm going to scream. He sighed and got off me. I locked my door and fell asleep soon. I was feeling more confused and shocked than scared. He seemed very emotional and I'm struggling to understand what that was about. This morning my sister was out jogging and I found him in the kitchen. I asked him about last night and he claims that he does not remember a thing because he was drunk. Maybe he was drunk but I know that he remembers what happened. I told him that he was lying and he got angry. When I brought up the fact he choked me, he said that I shouldn't make up stories like that and make my sister jealous because that's her favorite, TMI. I told him to never touch me again and my sister came back just as I was leaving. A few minutes later I heard them arguing and I could tell it was about me. My sister hasn't spoke to me since and I have the nagging feeling that she will tell me to leave. I'm wondering now what should I do? Should I go ahead and tell my sister? Should I tell my parents? I've never been caught in a situation like this and I have no idea how to handle it. It's just all very weird to me. I hope my post is clear enough but I can answer some questions if you have any. One user says, "Absolutely tell your sister and your parents do not be silent about what this creepy A-hole did to you. If you have any bruises/redness, take pictures and document." And the OP responds and says, "I have no visible marks and it didn't hurt but I definitely take pics if there was redness." Another user says, "Get out ASAP. Is there anyone else you can stay with?" And the OP says, "Not in this city, no. I'm planning on leaving anyway and packed my stuff." Another user says, "You tell your sister and to make clear how serious you view it. You never sleep there again and preferably never visit again except to get your stuff." And the OP responds and says, "I'm quite apprehensive about telling her. She'll almost definitely blow up and I feel like she'll get pissed at me." Someone responds and says, "You are giving into exactly what he wants if you don't tell her. You do realize that, right? Who cares if she's mad? Her husband choked you. If she gets pissed at you, she is someone you do not need in your life." And then the OP comes back a few days later with an update that reads, "First of all, I'm really grateful for all of the advice I got on my original post. I know I may have seemed a bit too calm, but that's because it took me a while to process everything. Fortunately, I'm safe now though." So, like I mentioned in the original post, I already planned on going back home after that incident and packed my stuff. I was at a local cafe when my sister called me and asked me where I was. We spoke for a bit and she came to me after a short while. When she arrived, I started off by asking her if her husband used to sleepwalk when he was younger. I didn't want to jump into the topic straight away. She said that he used to do it, but it doesn't happen that often anymore. He only sleepwalked once since they've been together. I started explaining to her what happened and she was absolutely furious. She asked me why I didn't wake her up and that it was very dangerous. She went back to her house and insisted that I go with her to confront her husband. The whole time, she was going absolutely crazy, yelling/cursing around the place and frankly going through drawers. When he came back later that evening, she verbally attacked him and he swore that he does not remember anything at all because he was drunk. She asked him if he took any substances lately and he started beating around the bush. She threw a bunch of prescription drugs on the table and asked him to explain. He said that he only used them when he stressed and she got mad and asked him why he suddenly stressed when I visited them. They started yelling at each other and she said that she thought they were over this. She thought she could finally trust him, etc. He confessed that he took some drugs. I can't remember the names and that he doesn't remember coming into my bedroom or doing anything to me. He insisted that he would never, ever hurt me. It has no reason to lie about something as serious as this. I said that when I told him to get off me, he responded so that would mean he was awake and conscious. After hesitating, he admitted that he dreamt that he was choking me. And I started crying, so he stopped. In real life, I wasn't crying though, I was just trying to get him off of me and kicked him. He stated that he didn't hear me speak at all. He asked my sister if he wasn't being truthful, why would he tell her that he had a dream about me and admit something of that nature since that would surely add fuel to the fire. They were arguing in my sister suddenly mentioned that she heard someone go to the bathroom at night and asked who it was. I said it wasn't me but I heard him go after he left my bedroom. According to her, he was gone for an unusually long time and he said that he doesn't even remember that. He brought up the fact that he used to do that when sleepwalking as a kid and didn't know he still does it. He turned to me and apologized for what he did and said that he had no clue he was capable of doing that. My sister was very upset about the situation and started screaming at him. She said that he was a disgusting and obsessed purve and still hadn't changed after all of these years. That she tried everything to make it work and became the perfect wife to keep him happy. She said a lot of stuff that was extremely awkward for me personally and completely changed my view on him. I have never seen her so furious and distraught. I know none of this is my fault but I feel like I messed everything up. It just sucks being in this position. Long story short, they're separating now. She packed her stuff as well and told them that she would be staying at her parents place for a while. She's not really speaking to me as well so there's that. This whole situation sucks and it feels like everything came crashing down so rapidly. There was no way I would ever foresee this. Either way, I feel way safer now and again thanks for all of the helpful comments. OP has been having issues with a potential stalker and seeks advice from Reddit. I waived at a man now I think he wants to hurt me. Every day, I walk home from school with my friend because she only lives a bit away from me so our roots line up. At the start of the school year, we noticed there was a man usually looking at us from his window while we walked home from school. I found it a little weird but ultimately it didn't think much of it. A few months ago after the heat of summer died down a bit, he started sitting on his porch when we were walking by. Usually he would just smile at us. Sometimes I smile back but I usually just ignored him. One day, as I was walking by his house, he waived to me from where he was sitting. I stopped and waived back at him and told him to have a nice afternoon as I walked past. It felt a little weird because he didn't reply but eventually I forgot about the whole thing. Once, when my mother was at work and I was alone at our house, I noticed him walking past my house several times through my window. I felt very creeped out and uncomfortable. I considered talking to my parents about it just in case but I ultimately convinced myself he wasn't doing anything wrong so it didn't really matter. Yesterday, I walked home from school alone because I stayed behind with some other kids outside the school for a few hours since we had art club that day and I didn't want to walk home just to have to come back fairly soon after. I had just bought myself a nice pair of wired headphones a few weeks with money. I've been saving up for a long time since I don't have a job. I was playing them over one ear as I was walking home. On the way home, there is a public lot with a stable on it. I like to cut through to get into my yard as quick as I can, rather than walking around the property. Sometimes people like to hang around it to meet up, but there wasn't anyone on it that I could see. As I rounded a corner on the stables, someone grabbed the back of my shirt. From the way they were grabbing it, I could see part of their hand. I jerked forward, and they grabbed the top part of my headphones. The wire was at the bottom part of my neck, and I got stuck for a moment, and I remember feeling like I couldn't get away something very bad was going to happen. The wire eventually snapped, and I took off running as fast as I could. They let go of my shirt, and I hopped the half-length fence to our property, and I ran as fast as I could onto the sidewalk in front of my house, because I was worried that I would take too long on the lock if they were chasing me. By the time I actually got to the sidewalk point, I was crying, and I felt like I was going to collapse because I was so scared. When I looked over my shoulder, I couldn't see anyone, but I kept running until I reached my friend's house in case whoever was there was still around when I got there. I was in tears, and it took a bit to explain the situation because they couldn't understand me. I tried calling my mother, but she couldn't pick up the phone. My friend's mom called the police, and they came to check things out. There was nobody at the stables, and they told me that it was most likely some kid trying to mess around, but they escorted me home to where my mother was waiting for me anyways. I didn't tell them anything about the old man, because I was worried they would think I was crazy considering he hasn't technically done anything, but there's something in my mind that keeps telling me that it was him who grabbed me at the stables. When I was walking home from school today, I brought a screwdriver with me in case I needed to defend myself. I also had my friend with me. My mother offered to pick me up from school, but I was worried that if I had shown how the encounter had affected me, the node would make things worse. I also avoided the stables, and my friend made sure I was to the door. The guy on his porch wasn't there today, and I'm still not fully sure if it's him or not. I feel terrible that my headphones broke, but I can't help but wonder what would have happened if they didn't. I will update if anything else happens. I'm using a throwaway account in case any personal details, not in this post, can be found on my main account. One user says, "Trust your instincts, please tell your mom. You need to know, and also I'm sorry your headphones broke. You can get new headphones, but not a new you. Be careful walking around in those two. It may be a blessing in disguise they broke if he's stalking you." That's good thinking with the screwdriver, but honestly, it's not a bad idea to get a ride from your mom. It might make things worse short-term, but I believe your gut is correct, and he is looking to hurt you. You change up your habits too, and making sure the people in your life are aware of this is happening will protect you in the long run. Ultimately, you will grow up and be independent if you so desire. So for now, while you are in school, I hope you can trust your mom to help. And the opier respond and says, "I can't get new headphones because I don't have enough money for them, but I did tell my mom." She just said, "Keep an eye out for anything strange, but not much can really be done as of yet." And another user says, "Opie, please tell your parents about it. Alone, this might not be much, but when you put everything together, it's worth telling your parents." You can phrase it like, "So there's something I've been telling myself as nothing, but ever since I was grabbed the other week, slash day, slash month, I think I need to share it. Then explain everything from the beginning. How before you and your friend noticed him staring at you from the window, all it was still hot and when it cooled some, he was on the porch. Then after some more time, he started to smile when he two walked past, you'd smile back to be polite, then went to waving and to be polite. You waved back and said to have a nice afternoon. Then you spotted him walking back and forth in front of your house, especially if it would have been obvious that your mom wasn't home, like her car was absent from the driveway. You finished with that. I just wanted to tell you since I'd feel better with you knowing and see if there was anything you'd want me to do or if maybe knew anything about the old man at, however you can explain where he lives. If you live where Mace is legal, ask your parents for some to have for your walk. If it's illegal, ask for Farb Gel. I don't know. I think they can trace Mace, but I know they can trace Farb Gel back to your can, so if your perp has it on them, it's a little hard to explain it away. If they won't let you have those, glittery hairspray is a good alternative. I personally walk with Mace in my hand, ready to use if need be, until I lock my house or car or go inside the building I'm headed to. One last thing, it won't occur to the perp that you were affected. If you're a minor, they'll blame the change up on your parents. So get picked up whenever you can, walk only when you have to. And the OP says, "I can't bring Mace to school, though for obvious reasons. Otherwise it would be a good idea." I let her know about him, and we both just shrugged it off as, "Yeah, that is weird. Well just keep watching out just in case. I don't really think there's anything else I can do." And another user says, "You need to level with your mom and tell her everything. Call the cops back and tell them about the old guy too. Do not take shortcuts anymore. Try not to go anywhere alone. Keep your doors locked even when you are home. Don't listen to headphones, read, or daydream while you walk. Your safety may depend on it." Lock social media to friends, only if you have any. And the OP responds and says, "I have been making sure to stay fully focused on walking home since I was approached at the stables. I don't have headphones anymore. They broke and I don't have any sort of money for new ones. And I have only been walking home when a friend can go with me. I will lock my social media to friends and unfriend my profiles that I don't know well." And then the OP comes back a few weeks later, with another update titled, "My stalker still hasn't given up. It's been over a month since this nightmare first started. And it reads as follows. The man who has been watching me, as I come home from school, has started walking back and forth to and from the sidewalk in front of my house again. He has done this three times since my last post and every time I've seen it, I've been home alone. I've called my mother to let her know every time he's been around. And we have contacted the police to tell them that he keeps coming up by our house, but they haven't been able to do anything except record it since he's never actually stepped foot on our property until recently. Starting this week, I started noticing tapping and scratching sounds from downstairs, starting as soon as it becomes dark. It's been worrying me a great deal, but I've been too scared to look outside until recently because my dogs weren't barking and they always do if someone strange is outside. When I finally got their courage to look out, I saw a person hunched over a few feet away from the entrance to our house. I couldn't see any of their facial features because they were wearing a large hoodie and keeping their face down. It looked like they were scraping something across the sighting of our house. Immediately, I dialed the police and hid somewhere in case they wanted to break in. As soon as the police arrived, the person ran off and was not pursued. I spoke with the police when they started to check things, but again, nothing could be done as there wasn't any proof that anything had even happened at all besides them seeing him run off. They said they'd be keeping an eye on it in the future, but at the very most, it was only trespassing. I brought up the fact that I was attacked not long ago by some strange man and that I thought they were the same person, but I was once again brushed off. The police said it was possible, but without any actual evidence that they were the same person, nothing could be done since I couldn't accurately recognize the person outside my window and I also wasn't seriously hurt. I don't know what kind of evidence is needed to do something about someone stalking a minor who is home alone, but apparently I didn't have it. This morning, a small brown package was left on the doorstep and in it were pieces of electronic parts that I did not recognize and plastic shards with the crumpled newspaper at the bottom and a note that said sorry with a frowny face at the top. My mother notified the police and again, they said they'd just keep an eye out for anything suspicious. I feel like they're not doing anything and that they won't do anything until I'm seriously hurt or worse. I took some advice from the previous comments, and now I keep glitter spray with me when I walk home from school, along with my screwdriver, and a knife in my room, just in case someone breaks in, but I can't do anything else, and I'm not confident at all that I could win a fight against a fully grown man. I'm worried about what will happen in the future, and I don't even feel safe in my own home. Even when the doors are locked, I check every possible place someone could be waiting for me before settling down, but I don't think it's enough. Any advice is welcome, more than anything. I just want them to leave me alone. One user says, "You can be in touch with the Susie Lamploo Trust, who helps people experiencing stalking. They should be able to advise you how to get evidence and advocate for yourself with law enforcement. In installing cameras, it would be a first step. Police also often can use ring doorbells in the UK. This is what they have advised. Increasing security at home is also an option. You can get self-installed doorbars and other add-ons quite reasonably. A padlock is good if you have a patio. Things on doors can provide a little extra peace of mind. Many home security companies can also provide advice for what to install for your specific needs and your home. Let your neighbors know what is going on, and your local neighborhood watch if you have one. Some police forces have specialist units for violence against women. You can ask for your case to be looked at by them. You can also contact charities such as women's aid, who may be able to help. Overall, you need to do what you can to protect yourself. Gather evidence and get law enforcement on board if possible. It can be challenging, so make sure you are getting support for yourself. Friends, teachers, therapists, support groups. Let your school know if you haven't already, as they may also be able to help. Starting from experience on all of this, being proactive and taking prompt action will likely serve you in this situation. If you do not feel safe, then go to someone else's house to stay or to go to other place where you do feel safe. Have a friend, family member, or someone you trust come to accompany you out of the house if you feel unsafe and need to leave. Overall, there are actions you can take at all times to protect yourself. Go into your fear, but don't allow it to take over. If you need to, and can, you may consider just getting out of the area for a bit of a place of safety. You may need to do this as some stage anyway if the mental toll is too much. Also, document everything, time, date, location, what you are doing, what happened. So you are prepared if you need to go to court for a criminal case or restraining order. You'll need to stick to the facts and be credible. It may be worth seeking legal advice at this stage to see what remedies you have available and what you need to do to get a restraining order. And the op he responds and says, "We can't afford the ring doorbells, but we are getting some cameras to hang around the house. They don't save footage, but I will be able to screenshot if something shows up on it. I will let my neighbor know about what's happening, and tell her to keep an eye out for anyone strange by her house while my mother isn't home." I don't think we have a neighborhood watch. It doesn't look like the police have a special unit for violence against women, but there is a woman's shelter near me that I am going to contact to see if they can help. I will start documenting, and I will talk to my school counselor when I get the chance. Thank you so much for the advice it helps. And another user says, "Get security cameras. They're cheap AF online." Talk to your parents about getting them set up. Don't walk alone. Don't cut through abandoned areas solo. See if there are any self-defense classes in your area. See if there are any stalking support resources online. You can reach out to Ted Vice. You and your parents need to be proactive about this issue. It sucks, but it is what it is. Do everything in your power to protect yourself and attain the evidence the police need to act, for example, security footage. And the OP response says, "We can't afford much, but I talked with my mother. We can get some cheap cameras." Not much else though. For all the comments saying to get pepper spray, etc. I cannot bring those items with me when walking home from school. I would literally get myself arrested. And another user says, "I'm so sorry you're going through this. I am a psychologist, behavioral therapist, specializing in violent behavior. And I also had a stalker once. First of all, it's important to document everything. This can hopefully create enough data for the police to actually do something. Unfortunately, odds are they won't. Laws in most countries are still very reactive, and prevention of violence is often overlooked. Please, do what you can and need to stay safe. Listen to your gut and avoid situations where you are alone or vulnerable for now. Regarding the stalker, avoid any reactions to the communication attempts. This can be hard, but you showing distress, fear, and anger can be a motivator for them. Remain stoic. Do not offer any response. Talk to them, don't bring gifts inside the house, return to sender with the justification. Person doesn't live in this address. If you're getting them via mail, nothing. Screen your calls, do not pick up, and do not turn off the phone when you know it's them. Let it ring to oblivion. Do not open emails. Keep them for documentation though. Sadly, stalkers are remarkably resilient creatures. They will keep at it for months, even years. The trick is to never give them any reaction, so ask to facilitate that they become bored and wait for their focus to shift. Any behavior only persists if the person is getting rewarded for it somehow. Since we don't know what motivates them, the answer is to give them nothing. I wish you the best of luck. Please stay safe. Edit. Forgot to mention, no social media for you until they are gone. Also, let your friends and family know, and ask them to not offer any information about you to anyone. And the OP responded and said, "I do have social media right now, but I don't post any pictures of myself or what I'm doing. Slash, have done that day until I'm done with it." Would you say that's okay to keep doing? I had heard some years back that sometimes people who want to stalk you will look at your social media and then see when you're out doing something before making a move. That's why I never post anything until after I have already done it. And unfortunately, we have not received another update from the OP in about four years. And so hopefully the stalker ended up leaving them alone, and it didn't get any creepier. But that message in the box is beyond creepy, and the same with the guy just showing up at her house. That is the things of nightmares. And so I really hope the OP is doing well now, but yeah, we have no update. I, 24 male, walked in on something horrifying with my girlfriend, 23 female, and two friends at 23 male and female. Please help me. I've been with my girlfriend Laura for a year. She is awesome, and we love each other. I've been friends with Jake and Shelly for two years. We weren't that close seen as I met them through my group of friends, but now we are. We're very close. They adore my girlfriend and pretty much hang out with her more than me. One time they even told me if we were to break up, they would pick her side over mine. And though I've known them longer, anyway, I'll get to the point. So Laura just graduated college and wanted to celebrate. Let me start by saying she never drinks. In the year I've known her, I think she's only drunk like once or twice. And honestly, that's because my group of friends kind of pressured her into it. She doesn't handle alcohol well since she is really small and has no tolerance. This will be important later. So Jake and Shelly invite her over to their place while I'm at work, so I can't come. The plan was for them to pick her up and take them to their place. And for me to pick her up after work, so she doesn't drink and drive, slash, have to spend the night all as well. I trust them and I know their experienced drinkers and would watch her. I get off at 2 a.m. from work and head over to their place. At this point I know Laura is drunk because of the sloppy text I'm getting from her. So I knew that I would have to take care of her. But then I get to their house and I walk in on something terrible. Laura is passed out on the ground. Shelly is on top of her, making out with her. And Jake is recording that with his phone. I freak out and ask him what is going on. I snatch his phone from him and delete the videos and pictures. He laughs and says it was all a joke that they took the pictures to make fun of Laura in the morning to play a joke on her. I pick her up off the ground and we leave. Guys, she was so drunk, she could barely walk. She was puking constantly. She was crying and couldn't see straight. And my friends were completely sober. W-T-F. I put her to bed and then received a text from Shelly saying that I shouldn't be mad since it was all a joke. I replied that they took advantage of her. And she agreed, but claimed they took advantage of her in a friendly way so that she could let loose and have fun since she is always studying. I was so disgusted that I didn't reply and cared for Laura all night since she wouldn't stop vomiting. The next day, Laura receives a bunch of text messages from them angrily berating her for getting them in trouble. They say she is a grown-ass woman who can handle her own mistakes. That they don't give a care about what I think about what they did, that I am a little beward, and that it's basically all her fault and she pressured them into making the video. If you all saw how incoherent and blacked out my girlfriend was, you'd see that she couldn't even stand up. Let alone pressure someone to do anything. She has been crying over it all day and switches between yes, it was all her fault to know they were being disgusting nay-holes. As for me, they keep errating me and insulting me for being angry, saying I am overreacting to a simple joke that they were going to play on her. Please give me some advice. Am I wrong? Because I don't think I am. But Jake and Shelley are going around spreading rumors about this, making me out to be a jealous, controlling a-hole, and my girlfriend to be a dumb drunk who pressured them into acting badly. Now let's get into some of the top comments. One person says, "Does your girlfriend remember how much she had to drink before she started to black out?" She sounds like she was really sick afterwards. If she doesn't remember supposedly doing all of these shots, I'd worry about how they got her into this combat of a state. The OP respond and says, "She does not, but she remembers that they didn't drink, and that is fishy to me." And another user says, "Everyone here has said everything there is to say about your friends being a-holes. So I just want to chime in on how she's feeling. It's easy for victims to try to self-rationalize what happened as a coping mechanism for SA. Things like I deserved it, I was flirting too, etc. So your girlfriends switching between, yes, it was her fault, and no, they were being discussing a-holes as normal. In this case, you need to trust your gut instinct." Which sounds like you trust that your girlfriend was SA'd and not blame her, as well as to try to help her come to terms with what happened. And the OP responds and says, "Oh, I don't doubt her. She was literally passed out and unconscious. I have no doubt in my mind that this is wrong and effed up. She blames herself for not knowing a limit and says that she feels bad for getting them in trouble. They keep texting or telling her that she has effed everything up with them, etc." And someone else says, "Absolutely call the police. This is SA. And might have escalated into something much worse if you had not arrived. I would also suggest getting her a restraining order against them. They planned to hurt your girlfriend once. Who knows if they will do it again." And someone else says, "Congrats to you for being smart enough to grab his phone and delete the videos. Otherwise, they would have been all over the internet the next day. Personally, I don't know how you kept yourself from kicking the crap out of them. It sounds like they got your girl pretty close to alcohol poisoning. I would flat out tell them they are predators, and if they don't stop spreading their stuff, you're going to call the cops. Might be a good idea anyhow." And the OP responds and says, "Jake claims that he was just gonna make fun of her the next day and send her that video the next day every hour, on the hour, just a mess with her. I wouldn't doubt they'd put it on the internet." And then the OP comes back two and a half months later with an update that reads, "Hey guys, sorry for the late update. A lot has been going on and I haven't had time to come back on here. This is an update to this post." So for several days after the incident, they constantly contacted my girlfriend, blaming her and telling her it was her fault. She did admit to them that she was black out drunk and couldn't remember anything. And they pounced on that information by telling her false stories of what actually happened, and telling her that I was lying and a controlling a-hole who just wanted to isolate her from her true friends. Since they've known me for a long time, they then proceeded to tell her horrible stories about my past that I did drugs when I was 18 for God's sake, that I was once arrested for drunk driving. That was a mistake I owned up to as soon as her and I met, and she was aware of it since the beginning, and that I have slept with multiple women, and that Laura is just another number to me. Guys, I'll admit that I used to be a party animal and I have a bad past, but I am a changed person now, and I love my girlfriend with all of my heart. It hurt that they were using my past against me in order to get her to come to their side. So I told her that she should go to the police and file a report, and she agreed. She warned them to quit harassing her, and they flipped the F out. They showed up at her house late at night to try to talk to her. They left treats and presents for her at our door. They even got her parents involved. Now her parents are not idiots, and as soon as I told her what they did to Laura, her parents banned them from the house and threatened to call the police if they ever shut up again. It was a crazy ordeal. Considering they left handwritten notes for her parents to read, sign love your favorite son and daughter, WTF, Laura spent many nights crying into my arms, racked with guilt and confusion. Finally, we went to the police after weeks of this harassment and filed a report. She did not want to press charges. I'm working on building herself a steam back up, so she has the strength to do it if she ever wants to. The police officers said that she has enough evidence to press charges against them since she has the texts where they admitted to taking advantage of her. And they also said that if she presses charges, they can confiscate their phones and search for their video. I'm still not sure how that would work, but I'm not questioning it. Laura just wanted to file a report just in case anything happens in the future. There is a paper trail. She's contemplating putting a restraining order on them, but for now, they've stopped and have gone silent. We no longer have contact with them or any other friends that believe their lies. Laura is in therapy and is slowly starting to understand that she was SAID and sometimes I go with her to support her. The hardest part for her is not feeling like it's her fault. She brings up the fact that she was drunk and if she had not gone that drunk, it all could have been avoided. I always tell her that it is not her fault. We will see if she decides to press charges. I can't force her to do anything. She doesn't want to, but I support her in anything she chooses. So there it is. I'm not sure what the make of the craziness that happened after that night. I don't get why they went psycho leaving her notes and gifts and trying to talk to her parents. Maybe one of you guys could explain it. Someone says this was one of the most disturbing posts I've read here. I'm glad Laura has support and that she's working through this with a therapist. And another user says these guys are predators and if they don't get punished for what they did, they will do it again to someone else. Let your girlfriend understand that. These types of people are the bad guys of society. And someone responds and says you're right. And it's scary that these guys may target someone with less support than OP's girlfriend. But she's already in a bad place. And she already put a paper trail on them. Putting more pressure on her before she's ready may cause her mental anguish. Having said that, I really hope she gets the strength to press charges. And soon, unlike her, these guys have no hesitation or doubt whatsoever in their behaviors. And someone else says at the end of the day, I think it's up to your girlfriend how far she wants to take this. But let her know that she is not at fault at all for this. I don't know if Reddit can explain why your ex friends were harassing. My best bet is they don't want to press charges with all the derailing. WTF does your past have to do with anything? I have to wonder if what they did was much worse than what you saw or if they had a whole past of doing this. My mother has poisoned me. This is a throwaway account. Ever since I became an adult about a decade ago, my mother has been against me moving out of the house. I finally got a job as a line cook three years ago. My mother and the rest of the family, which includes my sister and father, has been against it. Mainly saying that such a job cannot sustain me, which was true. They also said that I would hate working, which turned out to be false. About a year and a half later, I quit due to health reasons. The following spring, I got a new job as a computer programmer. While they seemed supportive at first, my mother and sister, who I lived with, gradually became hostile. Eventually, I moved out of the house. About a month later, I lost my job, and about three months later, moved back home. Everything was cool at first, but as I was getting calls from recruiters and going to job interviews, they gradually became more hostile again, accusing me of being distant and not caring for them. However, they seemed to be very controlling and, hateful of the fact that I wanted to move out and wanted a decent job. So last month, I finally got that job as a programmer again, but it was out of town. I had just enough money to relocate to a new city. They became very hostile, starting a few days before I left, accusing me of not loving them, of hating them. On the day before I was scheduled to leave, my mother gave me two of the styrofoam ramen noodles at cups and tore that cardboard covering that normally comes with it and threw it away. I was suspicious that they would try to sabotage my life, so I was careful in not to anger them. She gave a few more food items, which I didn't use to take on the trip with me. When I arrived at my new city and entered my hotel room, I chilled out. I was to go to work the next day, so after the first day at work, I ate a cup of ramen noodles and felt ill. I knew that feeling because my sister fed me something that made me feel the same way in late 2011, which I then assumed was because of my recent illness. I felt weak, light-headed, and short of breath. I drank water to make me feel better, because that's what I did last time that happened to me. Over the week, my mother kept calling me, making sure to remind me to eat my ramen noodles. I was, short on cash then, waiting for my first paycheck. I never told her that I ate it. I suspected then that I had been poisoned, and after doing some googling, believed it was, for sure, poison. Now that is something that you should never have to think, that your own mother would do that to you. So I resisted that thought because I simply could not bear to think that, so I took a poison test and ordered a kit, and I tried it. Now look at the graphics and the video on this page, and the OP links a poison detector, and the OP says, "Now here are the results of my test, and he links a picture, and it looks like he may have been poisoned." And the OP says, "I guess I'm going to have to call the cops now, and I will never speak to my family again." Edette, thank you for being my support group. You will get updates on this story. Update 8.45am. I'm currently in Kansas. I worked downtown in a government office building, which has a police department. I visited the Capitol Police Station here, and spoke to an officer. I showed him the evidence, and he said that he could do nothing about it since the package it was opened. It might have been contaminated. So does anyone have any ideas? Someone says, "Was not expecting the title to be a literal, holy f." And someone else says, "If true, dude, let your employers know." You don't have to tell them the whole story. You just have to say to them, "My family is whack. If they call and tell you something, then confirm it with me first or some such. From the sounds of it, it's possible they may have already interfered with your past employment." And the OP responds and says, "I've always wondered if they had anything to do with me being released from my last job. I am a good programmer, and I work hard and diligently." And someone else says, "Ask her to mail you more noodles. You will have a proof of sender and can get that batch tested." And someone response and says, "Was thinking this as well? Let her know you ate the noodles too, and don't let off that anything happened." She might try to up the dosage for the desired effect. If that happens and you get the batch tested, you've got a solid case. Plus, any familial ties you might have might come back into question if she does actually double your already potential lethal dose. And good luck to you. Very sorry to hear that this has happened, and I hope it all ends well. I hope to hear an update. And another user says, "Are you for real? If not, then nice one. If so, I am so sorry you have such a terrible family. I'm sure you can get help if you are close by and legit. I'd help you out. Horrible." And the OP responds and says, "Yep, this is as real as real gets. It is one thing to believe that you are certifiably crazy and paranoid for suspecting such a thing about your family. It is something else to be proven true. I was paranoid for a very good reason. One positive result of this is that now I have much more closure." And then the OP comes back a few months later with an update that's titled, "My mother has poisoned me too," and it reads as follows. A few months ago, I posted this. I was only able to file a police report, but only that so far. The police do not have enough evidence to investigate. I have gone no contact with my family. I currently live in a cheap motel in Kansas. Yesterday, after getting home from work, the lady at the front desk told me that my mother called them to speak to me. For security reasons, the motel needs both the name and room number, and my mother did not have my room number. She didn't even attempt to call my cell phone, which makes me believe that she just wanted to know if I was staying there and where. So this morning, I leave a little earlier than usual. The sky was still in the early twilight phase. I take the bus to and from work because my car blew a gasket almost a year ago, before I moved and got my current job. As I was talking towards the bus stop, I saw someone in a strange car. She told me that if she visited, she would be using a rental car, using the finger to tell me to come here. I looked but kept on walking. Then she opened the car door and she was in a black outfit in a hood, which is strange for my mother. Then I knew it was her when I saw her face. She told me to come here and I said no, kept a good distance. She said that she just wanted to know if I was okay. So I said yes, I am. She said that she just wanted a hug. But I said no. I don't know if there was anyone else in the car with her, but she is a gun owner and a good shot. She routinely kicked all of her asses and duck hunts when I was a little kid and still owned when playing Wii games with the gun controller. I ended up taking another bus to get to my job. So when I get off work, what is the best way to go home or should I even go? If not, where should I go? I really think that it is not safe for me here in Kansas. So if anyone knows of any development jobs, please p.m. me. Also, please give me some advice. And then we never get another update post from the OP, but the OP adds some extra context in the comments. And let's get into those. One commenter says, what does she have to gain from your illness or death? I wonder if she got a life insurance policy in your name that would certainly give her a motive. Police will only take this seriously if you provide evidence for a motive. And the OP responds and says, I really don't know. I will never know because I am not in contact with her. I can only make guesses. Some have said some sort of weird syndrome by proxy. It is obvious that she she didn't want me to leave the house and live on my own. Maybe her son is too white. I know she did try to get me to sign up for life insurance, but I can't remember if I ended up going along. And someone responds and says, I don't know if it's the same where you are, but where I live, parents can take out policies on their children. It very well could be that she could gain a large amount of money if something bad happened to you. Also, how are you? I had been waiting for an update to see if you're okay and how you handled everything the last few months. And the OP response and says, I was an adult, mid 20s or older to be more exact when she tried this. So I don't know if that still applies. Oddly, she always wanted me to go on welfare so that she could use the money, even though she has been a psychiatric right now for more than 15 years. And she told me she makes about $90,000 salary about a year ago. So I guess you could say that she was greedy for money. What would you need my welfare payments? Which totaled out to be around $200 per month. For when you were making that much money. Some other weird things about this is that she is a hoarder and nothing around the house was ever fixed because it cost too much money. Even when told by others that the job that didn't have to be expensive, she refused to do anything to fix the house. She could not be bothered to buy a $100 washer and dryer. Many of the wood walls and ceilings are decaying. And there is a huge hole in the ceiling right above the tub. There are so many problems like that in the house. But again, she couldn't use her money to actually fix the house and provide a safe living space for my now five-year-old nephew. One thing that my mother knew because I told her this a few times over the years was that I wanted to move out. I didn't make it about her or anything like that. Just told her that I am old enough and that it is time for me to move out so that I can live like an adult and do adult things. Such as dating. But I didn't tell her that because of my interest in white women and her extreme hatred of white women. So I finally got a decent job as a software engineer that would allow me to move out of the house. So I did that. Of course, my mother telling me to go on welfare stopped because now I had a job and was making way too much money to be on welfare. My sister became more and more hostile since I get the good job. At some point, her shenanigans became so great that I had to move out for my safety. And as she pointed guns at me with evil smiling and laughing WTF. After losing my job and moving back home, my mother and sister were cool for the first few days. I spent pretty much all of my time searching for new employment. They gradually got more hostile and actually went apeshit bananas when I took a job offer out of state. And I was handed the poison that food on the morning of my departure. Just based upon my latest thinking inspired by your post, she could make me go on welfare or other things since I was living under her roof and not making any contribution payments to the house. But when I got a good job and left to live on my own, she could no longer do that and that I was in control of my money and myself. When I first moved out, while still living in the same city as her, she tried to control my life. But moving out of state makes control all but impossible. Is there any way to find out if there are any current life insurance policies on myself? If so, I will get them canceled immediately. And then the OP adds one final tidbit of information a few months later and says, and by the way, I have moved out of state since making my left a thread with his account and I'm doing very well with a nice job and am in better health. So it sounds like in the end, it all worked out and the OP is doing better now. An OP asks what killed my lamb and the results are unsettling. So yeah, basically, an OP asks what killed my lamb and attaches two pictures of a dead lamb with its head chopped off. It's pretty graphic. I am just 100% not going to include this on here because it's very graphic. But let's get into some of the top comments and theories by people. One user says, "So I had a similar experience a long time ago when I found one of my goats without a head. Turns out it was a stupid neighbor kid. He was probably around 15 at the time. He was playing with a 22. His parents got him and apparently thought, "There's no way I could ever hit the neighbor's goat from this distance." So he shot at the goat and hit it in the head. He then freaked out, ran over to the goat and cut off its head. So I wouldn't know it was shot. It made for a confusing few days before his parents came over and explained the situation. The kid was apparently traumatized by the whole thing. Not a bad kid, just not very bright. And the OP adds a comment saying, "I'm a bit lost and would appreciate some help. The lamb was nearly a month old. My hunter buddy thinks its head was cut off of the sword due to the relatively clean cut. But it is quite unlikely that a human gets on our property and the sheep are very skittish and shy." Besides the belly was also opened. The whole area is fenced in with a 1.8 meter high game fence. But it is open towards a little lake on one side. We have already lost eight chickens and three geese in the last year. We have badgers, foxes, wolves, eagles, falcons, et cetera in the area. I personally tend towards a badger since they were very active on our property two years ago when they dug out the hives of ground wasps. Does that sound right? Any ideas? And someone replies and says, "There's some murderer freak creeping around your property and I'm so sorry about your lamb. Poor baby, this is awful." And then the OP adds an update in the comments saying, "Update, thanks for the input. I contacted a vet and a hunter and they both assessed remotely that it was indeed a human. I put the carcass in the freezer and will bring it to a vet tomorrow for further assessment. I called the police. They have no clue but did take pictures and opened in investigation. I will have a stake out with a friendly huntsman and some night vision. Although I don't believe the culprit will return the night after. I ordered a bunch of cameras and will install them tomorrow. I am still hoping it was just an animal but I'm taking all of the necessary precautions. It really does take away from the sense of security. The meadow is just behind our house and the killing took place not even 30 meters away from my newborns bedroom. So I did sharpen an axe and will keep it in the entrance for the time being." And someone responds and says, "Don't keep it near the door, keep it near you. I'm ordering more cameras now too. I lost a quail to a fox or rat the other day. Nothing compares to this. But seeing this has me shook. Good thing I've got three dogs. One of which sounds and looks absolutely terrifying when strangers approach. Be safe. Good luck." And then the OP adds another bit of information in the comments saying update number two. I finally found someone that could give a credible assessment for the cause of death. The local veterinarians were pretty clueless and told me up front that they have no training in such a thing. The local hunting association is sure that it was a human. But they only have seen the pictures that you guys saw. The local veterinary office refused to help since their main concern is animal disease. But after many a call, I found the right address. I will bring the carcass to the department for veterinary pathology at Berlin. The very sympathetic head of the department told me just now that this is precisely what they do. That they are the national authority in that matter. That will only cost me 70 bucks if I bring it to them and that they will give me scientific certainty about the cause of death. I am bursting with anticipation, especially since I found more clues that are pointing towards the Fox hypothesis. Or rather, I'm trying hard to find clues that can be interpreted in that way. I installed the first game camera. Two more will follow today. And then the OP comes back with one final update saying, finally, we have some closure. The autopsy results from the veterinary pathologist are in and very unfortunately, you guys were right. A human killed my lamb. The pathologist did a great job, though, and was able to give a lot of insight. Head, tail. and heart were meticulously removed. The head wasn't gone in one swift move, but rather removed by layers, skin, muscle, bone. The culprit removed two ribs in order to gain access to the heart. It was most likely done by a self-taught amateur, not a trained professional. It must have taken at least 30 minutes, most likely more, to kill and remove the body parts. The pathologist even came all the way to my property to do a reconstruction of events. He brought a longer professor of forensic science and two assistants. Apparently, they have a cooperation for interesting cases, so I felt a bit like in CSI. Going over the property, trying to match imprints on the lamb with ground structures, finding clues, profiling, etc. In the end, we were able to draw a few conclusions. The place of death was not the place where I found the lamb. The lamb got caught in the stable, which is available for the sheep at all times, even though they are a very hardy breed. It was done by somebody that has never clearly seen my property in daylight. It was most likely one person. It was nothing personal, and a few more. As a result, we installed a ton of cameras. I ordered 35 oak posts, fence, and barbed wire to strengthen/replace our old fence. We locked all doors at night. The stable is closed for now, and the sheep stay on the meadow at 24/7 since they have a better chance there to evade any human perpetrators. So long, stay safe everyone, and thank you all for your input. Edit. Police and public prosecution are investigating. And we have never received another update from the OP, but just a very horrifying threat. And who knows why someone would want to kill a lamb like that, and then like the OP said, meticulously take out the heart and other organs, very creepy. 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