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i am 30 years old and still live my mother. I have always lived with her and her man. Which is now her husband through a legal marriage. But in this house he thinks of me and treats me as if I am his wife or his "girl". And anytime I say something or speak what is inapporiate I get criticism, hurtful comments, and sometimes physical abuse.
I cannot call the police because he has commited no legal crime. But in the eyes of God he is commiting a crime. He is molesting me and using me for his purposes because he is not happy with my mother.
I have talked to friends and asked for prayer, but nothing seems to change this man and his evil ways.
If anyone wants to pray for him his name is Ralph Shephard. He is about 74 years old, does not work, and sits around the house all day and all night. Maybe he has nothing better to do with his time than to make my life miserable.
I am my mother's daughter. I am not her husband's wife, servant, slave girl, I am not his female to do as he wishes with. And my mother doesn't intervene. Can't anyone see why I keep writing on here and saying why life is so horrible and why death is always on my mind. Their grotesque sin makes life unbearable for me. I think I could handle a murderer better than this sin.
I cannot call the police because he has commited no legal crime. But in the eyes of God he is commiting a crime. He is molesting me and using me for his purposes because he is not happy with my mother.
I have talked to friends and asked for prayer, but nothing seems to change this man and his evil ways.
If anyone wants to pray for him his name is Ralph Shephard. He is about 74 years old, does not work, and sits around the house all day and all night. Maybe he has nothing better to do with his time than to make my life miserable.
I am my mother's daughter. I am not her husband's wife, servant, slave girl, I am not his female to do as he wishes with. And my mother doesn't intervene. Can't anyone see why I keep writing on here and saying why life is so horrible and why death is always on my mind. Their grotesque sin makes life unbearable for me. I think I could handle a murderer better than this sin.