The Past is Thrown Back into Our Lives...

This is a truly hard one to write, and one I have debated about all week.


You remember my post in the Speak Out campaign? The one where I told my sister's story? Read. Think long and hard. There are thirty-eight years of history between the start of this story and the end. THIRTY-EIGHT. I was not quite ten years of age when he came into our lives, I am now forty-eight. It is only six years since my mother severed the relationship for the final time, since we all amputated the toxic from our lives.

 

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MM 1973

So much time, it was not all bad, we are not such masochists that we would have kept the relationship for so long if it had been all bad. But you can only pity and forgive for so long, as it was it had become TOO long. 

  

Copyright - Madmother
Warren 1973

Warren Richard Rodwell. WOCCA. A nickname all of his own creation. The Australian man kidnapped in the Philippines. The man whose current wife, as reported by the media, walked out after an argument three days before. His THIRD wife. The second he had met via the internet.

I am so glad my mother is not alive to witness this. I am so relieved that she saw the truth of him, and refused contact after the fiasco of his last visit. And I am happy she is not here amongst the rest of us; sitting, speculating, knowing the long history of violence and arrogance, suspecting that finally he abused the WRONG person. Fear tinged with sadness, but not regret.

I hope he is alive, I hope he is returned to his blood family.

Not to mine, never to mine. There is so much I could tell, so much knowledge I have of this person. But there is no point, for it would only cause further pain to his children and siblings. My close friends know it, many have lived it alongside my family. And to them I turn, and we talk of all we remember, heard (from his own mouth), experienced and felt.

Since this bombshell I have even found more attempts from him to manipulate MY family via internet searches. Information put online under his control and his name... Information that has NOTHING to do with him, that is about MY family. And he wondered why NO-ONE in our family wanted anything to do with him anymore?