Hey everyone,
I’m hoping to get some advice regarding a situation my friend and I are facing. Yesterday, we went to town to watch the boxing match. Before heading to town, we had a few drinks and then parked his car by the embankment near the river. After a night out, we returned to his car, sat in it, and smoked some weed (I know, not a great decision).
We had no intention of driving the car and were just sitting there with the keys turned only to use the lights. Our plan was to walk back to my parents' house so we could sleep there and collect the car the next day to play football. I would never have allowed him to drive under the influence due to personal reasons—my Nan was involved in a car accident where my Grandad once drunk drove, and it’s something that holds a deep place in my heart.
Unfortunately, the police passed by, smelled the cannabis, and approached us. They breathalysed my friend, and he was over the limit. Despite explaining that we weren’t planning to drive, they arrested him and took him into custody. He was also caught with less than a gram of weed on him. He was released the next day and was told he’ll likely face a 12-month driving ban, though it’s not set in stone. The officer said it is unlikely that he won’t get the 12-month ban, which seems extreme and scary given that he wasn’t driving at all. He has to go to court.
Here’s some context: my friend is 23, has just finished university, and has ADHD. This potential driving ban would be devastating for him.
While this was happening, I was cooperative and recording for our safety. I believe I wasn’t treated fairly by the officers. I was told not to record, and one of the officers snatched my phone out of my hand and threw it onto the car seat, preventing me from properly documenting everything. Additionally, an officer grabbed me by the wrist while I was out of the car trying to record, which was quite uncomfortable. I consider myself a reasonable and cooperative person, and I feel like we were treated unfairly.
My questions are:

1. Is there any hope of contesting this potential ban given that he wasn’t driving or intending to drive?
2. Does ADHD play any role in this situation that could potentially help his case?
3. Are there any steps we can take to help mitigate the consequences?
4. What can we do about the way I was treated by the police?

We understand this is a serious lesson learned, but any advice or insights would be greatly appreciated.
Thanks in advance!.

Hey everyone,
I’m hoping to get some advice regarding a situation my friend and I are facing. Yesterday, we went to town to watch the boxing match. Before heading to town, we had a few drinks and then parked his car by the embankment near the river. After a night out, we returned to his car, sat in it, and smoked some weed (I know, not a great decision).
We had no intention of driving the car and were just sitting there with the keys turned only to use the lights. Our plan was to walk back to my parents' house so we could sleep there and collect the car the next day to play football. I would never have allowed him to drive under the influence due to personal reasons—my Nan was involved in a car accident where my Grandad once drunk drove, and it’s something that holds a deep place in my heart.
Unfortunately, the police passed by, smelled the cannabis, and approached us. They breathalysed my friend, and he was over the limit. Despite explaining that we weren’t planning to drive, they arrested him and took him into custody. He was also caught with less than a gram of weed on him. He was released the next day and was told he’ll likely face a 12-month driving ban, though it’s not set in stone. The officer said it is unlikely that he won’t get the 12-month ban, which seems extreme and scary given that he wasn’t driving at all. He has to go to court.
Here’s some context: my friend is 23, has just finished university, and has ADHD. This potential driving ban would be devastating for him.
While this was happening, I was cooperative and recording for our safety. I believe I wasn’t treated fairly by the officers. I was told not to record, and one of the officers snatched my phone out of my hand and threw it onto the car seat, preventing me from properly documenting everything. Additionally, an officer grabbed me by the wrist while I was out of the car trying to record, which was quite uncomfortable. I consider myself a reasonable and cooperative person, and I feel like we were treated unfairly.
My questions are:

1. Is there any hope of contesting this potential ban given that he wasn’t driving or intending to drive?
2. Does ADHD play any role in this situation that could potentially help his case?
3. Are there any steps we can take to help mitigate the consequences?
4. What can we do about the way I was treated by the police?

We understand this is a serious lesson learned, but any advice or insights would be greatly appreciated.
Thanks in advance!

This scene from The Office always makes me lol. Now that I'm going through a period of being really attached to my therapist (feeling like a kid with anxious attachment despite being 31) it's even funnier because I imagine wanting to say that to my therapist.
Obviously it's all in good fun - transference/attachment is normal and can be worked through with a good therapist. But in my moments of desperately feeling that child-like 'love' for her the quote from Kelly is extra hilarious to me.
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11/20/2017
Log book of Det. Ryan Snow
Case #2798: The Appalachian Murders
The past couple of days are events I pray no one else ever has to go through what Kate and I had. I had her and Mr. Raines cleared of all charges, having found the proof we all needed to end this case and find the true killer. Kate no longer has to go into witness protection and I had given the police a good enough lie to keep myself from looking insane in the eyes of my co-workers. I know no one will ever know the true story or believe it, but I’m writing it out here. It at least needs to be known written somewhere. Even if my and Kate’s eyes are the only ones that will ever read it written out and forever imprinted in our memories.
The morning Kate had run off to the mountains on her own, I had made my way to the Blackwell home where I was immediately met with Mr. Blackwell charging at me and wrapping his large hands around my neck. He was shaking me and blaming me for getting his daughter killed and not doing more to keep her safe. The police who had been called to examine the scene and read Kate’s letter had to sedate Mr. Blackwell to get him off of me, lying him down on the couch, his head resting on Mrs. Blackwell’s legs. Though the woman was distraught and begging the police to bring her daughter back, she still took the time to shoot that cold, death glare my way. The ice in my chest growing. I couldn’t tell these people that this thing had come after me to get to Kate. I knew it wouldn’t change anything. If anything they’d hate me even more for keeping it to myself.
The sheriff was there and he pulled me away from eye sight of the Blackwells, trying to tell me that this wasn’t my fault. But I couldn’t help but blame myself. I should have done everything I could to keep Kate as far from those mountains as possible.
There were no signs of a struggle in Kate’s room and the letter was definitely written in her hand writing. Her father’s rifle missing from the study, a backpack and some food and supplies gone as well. She had only grabbed one set of clothes from her drawers, showing she did indeed have plans on returning after only one night in the mountains to confront whoever or whatever the killer was.
I told the sheriff to keep any police from going up to the mountains without first allowing me to go up there first to find Kate. He of course argued, telling me that he couldn’t break protocol based on any hunches I may have had. However, I told him that I could get Kate back without her putting up much of a fight, whereas she may struggle with a group of cops who didn’t understand the situation she was in. I was close enough to this case to have built a trust with her after all. I was mentioned in her letter about ending this case for me.
It took a good hour to get the sheriff to eye the Blackwells, Mr. Blackwell beginning to stir from his sleep, and allow me to go to the mountains to find Kate. He didn’t bother to call off the search to the police that had already begun making their way to the mountains, but did radio to tell them to not try getting Kate home without first allowing me to speak to her. He then gave me twenty-four hours to find her to which I told him I’d only need at most ten.
Without telling him about the disturbing scratches on my car, I sped to the mountains, taking the same path Kate had that day she took her friends on their trip. The route, as the sun began to rise was scenic. A drive that may have been a sign of a bright future ahead with a beautiful week in the mountains of nothing but nature, was now a reddening sky of horror. I couldn’t understand how Kate felt, going down the same roads that led to her only friends’ fates to avenge them, but the feeling of guilt did weigh heavy on my chest as I saw the signs of the Appalachian Mountain trails grow bigger on the horizon. Guilt for not doing more to prove Kate was innocent, for allowing Mrs. Mayfield for getting killed right before my very eyes, and for Liam for not being lucky enough to save him.
When I finally arrived to the cabin, there didn’t seem to be any change since the first day I was called to the crime scene, the only thing out of place being Mr. Blackwell’s truck parked precariously near the cabin. The police tape was still up, the cars of Kate and Mr. Woolfe still left where they were, the tires still slashed, the door wide open from when Kate, Ms. Greymoore, and Mr. Woolfe ran out of the cabin upon Mr. Billings was killed by an unknown force. All the bodies had been found and were now being prepared by their families to be buried or cremated. Only one body of the five still roaming around to avenge each and every one of their deaths.
I called out for Kate as I made my way into the cabin. The Ouija board was still on the coffee table, the white line of where Mr. Billings had been found lying face first on the floor with his head bashed open remained on the spot. The planchette was still missing. I kept calling out for Kate as I made my way up to the attic, the door left unlocked, using my flashlight to shine down on the white outline where Mr. Steele had been found completely torn apart. To think Kate had done such a thing, I now realize made me look like a complete dumb ass for believing it.
When I couldn’t find Kate in the cabin, I made my way out the cabin, still calling for her. I called out to her, promising that she just needed to come back home with me and we could solve the murders together. I knew it was a lie and that the sheriff would immediately have her take away to some secluded place where the killer couldn’t find her, but it was all I could think of to try luring her out to meet me. Still, she never appeared.
The sun was soon beginning to set as I tried retracing the very steps Kate and Ms. Greymoore had taken to outrun the killer. I had passed the small shrine of flowers and the pictures of Mr. Woolfe where the boy had been found, his face permanently remaining nineteen forever in the photos of him with Kate and their friends. I kept going, trying my best to follow the same path to the cliff where Ms. Greymoore was found, calling for Kate along the way.
It wasn’t until I found the place Kate had buried her best friend that I found Kate. She was on her knees before the rock where she left her bloody handprint, sniffing as her head was lowered, her dad’s rifle in her hands.
“Ms. Blackwell-“ I began as I took a step toward her. I was immediately cut off as Kate jumped to her feet, raising her father’s rifle at my head. I jolted back, raising my hands up to show her I meant no harm to her. “Ms. Blackwell, it’s me, Det. Snow!”
“Detective…?” She gasped, slightly lowering the rifle, but keeping it on me. “P-Prove it!”
“I’m sorry?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I… I thought I saw Sonja…” Kate breathed between tears, the rifle shaking in her hands, “it… It was wearing her face… It had her voice… How… H-How do I know you’re really Det. Snow?”
“You… Saw Sonja?” I asked as gently as I could with a terrified woman pointing a gun my way. “She spoke to you?”
“Prove you’re Det. Snow!” Kate demanded as she stilled her arms, readying the rifle as she pointed straight between my eyes.
“Alright! Alright!” I kept my hands up, backing up slightly as I tried thinking of how I could prove to her I was really me. “I… I, ah… I have… Had a brother… We went to get ice cream together once and… I dropped a dime and went to grab it… I was five… I followed it out to the road and despite how trafficked it was, I didn’t get hit. I grabbed the dime just as a truck was speeding my way and it swerved just before hitting me… Seeing how close I was to death, I dropped the dime and it rolled into the sewer. My brother called me Lucky Dime since then… Saying the dime was lost to me because it did its job in protecting me… I haven’t seen my brother since I was seven and I haven’t spoken to my parents in…” I looked at my watch. “Five years… No one else calls me Lucky Dime… Not even the people at the station know that was my nickname.”
With this, Kate lowered the rifle, her eyes softening from her furious fear to a more melancholy terror. She looked to Ms. Greymoore’s grave marker, her hand print just barely visible In the approaching darkness.
“It… It looked just… Like her…” She sniffed, “it had her voice… Why did it have her voice… Why did it look like her…?”
“Ms. Blackwell,” I soothed, relaxing now that there was no weapon in my face, “we need to head back, your parents are worried about you and the police are looking for-“
“I can’t go back yet!” She snapped at me as she spun to look at me, tears in her eyes. “That thing is still out there and will kill again unless I end it!” She held up her dad’s rifle as if to show me how she meant to “end it.” “I’m not leaving until I end that… Thing that had the balls to wear Sonja’s face and have her voice!”
“Ms. Blackwell, we will catch the killer, I promise, but right now, we need to get you home before your dad ends up killing a police officer for keeping him from looking for you.”
“I told him in my letter I’d be back tomorrow! I’m twenty-years-old, he can’t force me back home if I don’t want to! I just want to stop this thing before it-“
A howling in the distance cut Kate off. Coyote from what I could hear. If I couldn’t get Kate home, I’d have to get her somewhere safe. I turned to begin talking her down and taking her to one of the other two cabins for shelter. However, when I looked back at her, her face had turned to a bone chilling terror I’d never seen on a person before. She looked like hunted prey that had been found by its predator. She gripped her dad’s rifle to her chest tightly, her hand reaching for the trigger.
“Ms. Blackwell, it’s just a pack of coyote,” I tried telling her calmly, “let’s get to one of the other cabins and-“
“No, no, no,” She stopped me as she stepped back, looking around for where the howling was coming from, “I… Heard that same howling just before I saw Sonja! I thought it was far away, but she… She was right in front of me… She… Something was off, but it looked just like her!”
“Ms. Blackwell, you didn’t see Sonja,” I assured her, “I don’t know what you think you saw, but it wasn’t-“
“Lucky… Dime…”
I froze. My blood turned to ice. The fear on Kate’s face grew as she began backing away, her back hitting the grave marker. I spun around to see a figure in the darkness limp toward us, a scratched and garbled familiar voice coming from it.
“Lucky… Dime…” It wheezed, “You brought her… Back… Give her… To me…”
I whipped out my gun, pointing it at this thing that had his voice. I stepped back to stand directly between this thing and Kate.
“Stay back!” I demanded. “Don’t come any closer!”
“Lucky… Di-“
“Shut up! Stop calling me that! Who are you? Not another step or I’ll shoot!”
The thing stopped limping toward us, its body shuddering in place as it stared us down. I took the safety off of my Glock, ready to blow this thing’s head off if it got any closer or even dared using that voice on me again.
“Kate…” It turned its attention to Kate, a completely different voice coming from it, another male’s voice. “Kate… I’m cold…”
“J-Jasper…” Kate began to sob, “Please, stop using their voices… Please stop!”
“Kate… Kate why did… Did you leave me…?” Another male voice asked. “I… I was in so much… Pain…”
“Shut up!” Kate cried out.
“I thought we… Were friends… Kate…” A female voice. “You said you… Loved me… Why won’t… You let me have… Your warmth…?”
“I said shut up!” Kate screamed as she pointed her rifle and shooting at the creature. She had missed, but the thing still let out an ear piercing shriek as it dodged out of the way of the bullets Kate was shooting. It ran off into the darkness, but Kate kept pulling the trigger of her rifle.
“Stop!” I shouted as I snatched the barrel of her rifle, shoving it to the ground before us. “It’s gone, you scared it off, get to the cabins, I’m right here with you!”
I began shoving Kate back toward where the cabins were, the sounds of that thing screaming out in a symphony of different voices ringing out throughout the woods. I shoved Kate into the first cabin we had arrived to, Cabin #1 I could only assume as I slammed the door shut behind us. It smelled God awful, like the smell of the corpse I found on my first murder case, and it was getting darker as the sun began to sink behind the trees outside.
“Detective, it smell terrible in here!” Kate cried out, covering her mouth and nose, but the tears still falling from her eyes were still visible as they rolled down her cheeks.
I pulled her close and kept her behind me as I took my gun and flashlight out. “Stay close to me,” I ordered, leading the way through the cabin, “do not run off or use that rifle without may say so, understood?”
Kate didn’t answer, but I could feel the heat from her body following after me as I made my toward the smell. It was getting worse as we inched closer to a closet door in a hallway that connected the living room to the kitchen. The door was locked, but after a couple of kicks I was able to get the door to swing open, the smell blasting us in our faces making us gag and nearly throw up on the floor. I fumbled around the sides inside the room to find a light switch that I was able to find to the side of the entryway. A yellow light flickered on, revealing the door led to a staircase. I led the way down the creaking steps, Kate close by as she kept her mouth covered with her shirt.
Once we had made our way to the bottom, Kate dropped her dad’s rifle and let out a scream as we stared at what was waiting for us at the bottom of the steps. In a large pile at the corner of this basement room were nothing but skin and bones of humans and animals covered in maggots and flies. Some of the human bodies being small and child-like in size. The missing people who were never found after vanishing when they came to Cabin #2.
I grabbed Kate’s rifle off the floor and began pushing her back up the stairs, her screaming and sobbing all the way back up to the cabin. I slammed the door shut behind us and pushed Kate to the front door.
“We need to leave,” I had told her, trying to calm her down as we made it outside, “we need to get you home and away from here as soon as possible.”
“N-No… No!” She began fighting me, trying to escape my grasp on her. “No! That… That thing is still out there! You saw it! You can’t say you don’t believe me now! It even called you Lucky Dime! It said you brought me back!”
“I’m not saying I don’t believe you!” I shot back. “I do, I saw exactly what you saw, but it’s way too dangerous for you to be out here while you’re the one it’s after!”
“I escaped it once, I can do it again!” Kate pointed out as she struggled against me while I tried getting her into my car. “I’m not running away this time, I want to kill it!”
“God damn it, Blackwell, we’ll let the police handle it! Just because you have a weapon doesn’t make you safe or ready to handle something like… Like that… That thing!”
“It killed my friends! It wants me! I’m going straight to it so I can blow its head off! It’ll come right for me!”
“I came here to bring you back home, not let you accomplish some stupid ass revenge plot! Get in the fucking car, unless you want to end up like those bodies down that-“
“D… De… Detect… Detective…”
A scratched and moaning voice cut me off. Kate and I both froze at the sound of something approaching. I turned to see a police officer stagger toward us from the tree line. I could barely tell who he was or who he used to be, his head held low and blue uniform covered in blood.
“H… Hel… Hel… Help… Help me…" It croaked as it stumbled closer.
I held up Kate's rifle. "Stay back!" I barked. "Not another step!"
The thing that stood before us wearing the cop like a full-bodied suit stopped in place. It swayed where it stood, blood water falling from its head and down to its chest.
"It… It… It's inside… Inside me…" It breathed painfully. "I… I can't… Help… Me…" Its voice then changed to that familiar voice that made my skin crawl. "Lucky… Dime… I… I'm so… Hungry… Give her… To… Me…"
I pulled the trigger of the rifle, hitting the creature in the head, the rest of it staggering backward from the blow. Still though, it remained on its feet, turning itself to look toward us once again.
"Give… Her… To… Me…" It wheeze, blood and brain pouring from where I had shot it, it beginning to stumble toward us once again. I continued shooting, hitting it in the shoulder, the arm, the leg, the head again, but it just kept coming toward us faster, demanding I give Kate to it.
I was about ready to ram it with the rifle, having run out of bullets, when a voice off in the distance made the creature freeze just an inch before us.
"I'm here! I'm here!" It called out in an almost sing-songy way, using the voice of a little girl. "I'm here! I'm here!"
"I'm… Here…" The creature repeated as it jerked its body to look to where the voice was coming from. "I'm here… I'm here… I'm here! I'm here! I'm here!" It began shrieking in a high pitch wail. It sounded like a mixture of different voices ranging from child, to woman, to man. Keeping flat on its feet, its upper body fell forward onto its hands before speedily crawling off like a spider.
We stood in shaking silence for a moment, Kate digging her fingers into my arm while I was too numb from shock to care about the pain she was unknowingly inflicting. It wasn’t until the radio from my car buzzed to life that jolted us back to whatever reality was at this point. I scrambled to the driver’s side, swinging the door open as I fell inside to grab the intercom to respond to the voice yelling for me over the receiver.
“Det. Snow, what the hell is going on up there?” The sheriff’s scratched voice called out over the receiver when I could barely get my name out of my mouth.
“Sh-Sh-Sheriff…?” Was all I could respond with, still trying to wrap my head around what I had just seen.
“Y-Y-Yeah,” he responded in mock shudder, “what the hell is going on up there? I’ve tried radioing every man I’ve got up there and am constantly being left on red! Do I need to send back-up?”
“No!” Immediately, I returned to full reality, finally understanding the severity of the moment and putting that knowledge into my tone. “Landon, do not send any more men up here, call everyone back immediately! I don’t know what this thing is, but it’s too dangerous! Call everyone back, we’re heading back to the Blackwell house now!”
“We?” The sheriff questioned, skepticism in his voice.
“I found Ms. Blackwell, she’s here with me.”
I was met with statice before the voice of Mr. Blackwell blasted over the intercom.
“Bring my daughter home, right now, you son of a bitch!” Mr. Blackwell demanded. “You bring her home this instant before I decide to kick your teeth in!”
I opened my mouth to respond, but the radio was snatched from my hand from Kate. “I’m not coming home until I kill this thing!” She snapped into the radio. “I don’t know what it is, but I at least know I’m not crazy and that it needs to die before it kills anyone else!”
I grabbed the radio from Kate’s hand, beginning to tell her off when a agonized scream erupted from the intercom. I dropped the radio to cover my ears as Kate did, the scream piercing from my car to throughout the forest around us. The voice screaming and crying for help sounded male and it seemed to echo all around us.
“GIVE HER TO ME, YOU SON OF A BITCH!” A mix of the screaming voice and Mr. Blackwell’s hissed out after a good five minutes of screaming before the radio short-circuited and puffs of smoke flowed out.
After allowing my ears to adjust to the sudden silence, I grabbed the radio once again and tried calling for the sheriff, for the cops with us in the mountains, for anyone. When I was met with more silence, I slammed the radio back down on the holder and cursed loudly, hitting the wheel as if it were the source of all my problems.
After a moment to take some deep breaths, I told Kate to get in the car as I placed her rifle in the back seat.
“Didn’t you hear me?” she shot back. “I’m not-“
“Damn it, Blackwell, we have no idea what we’re dealing with, it can mimic peoples’ voices, and it just ran off like a fucking black widow!” I snapped, stepping out of the driver’s seat to glare down at her. “The last thing I’m doing to leaving you here alone and I’m not staying here another second until I can wrap my head around what the fuck I just saw! So, you either get yourself killed out here while I try talking you down this hero complex high, or you’re going to do what I say and get in the damn car!”
We stood in heated silence, glaring each other down before Kate huffed and stormed over to the passenger side of my car and slamming the door shut as she climbed in. I jumped in after her and began driving away from this nutty nightmare I had found myself in.
We drove down the trail back to civilization in silence, Kate staring out the window and trying to keep her tearful sniffs quiet. I had finally begun calming down and was starting to feel bad for snapping at her. She had only gone there to avenge her friends by killing that thing that had most likely killed a whole bunch of cops to find her. However, I still couldn’t just let her stay to hunt it and I didn’t want to stay out in those mountains with some kind of creature that could take the form and voice of someone I knew. I still couldn’t understand what is was I had even seen.
“Wendigo,” Kate whispered, breaking the silence in the car first. She had said it as if she had just remembered something important.
“What?”
“A Wendigo,” She repeated, turning to look to me with wide scared eyes, “that’s what that thing is! It’s a Wendigo!”
“Slow down, what’s a Wendigo?”
“It’s… Oh, just forget it! You wouldn’t believe me anyway.”
“Ms. Blackwell, I just saw a cop being used as a puppet and then run off at inhuman speed on all fours; I doubt I’m not going to believe a single word that comes out of your mouth now. What’s a Wendigo?”
Kate eyed me for a moment before releasing some of the tension from her face as she took a deep breath and began explaining to me. “They’re a Native American myth; it’s believed they’re the spirits of people who would lose themselves in the woods and would end up eating other people to satiate their hunger. I think that’s what that thing is. They can mimic the voices of people who died and use it to lure people to them, they can take the form of that person too.”
“Why does it want female hearts?” I asked, not realizing I had yet told her what my mysterious caller kept asking for when they called me.
“It… It wants my heart?” she asked shakily.
I cursed to myself before letting out a frustrated sigh. “I think this thing wants hearts, but it only wants female hearts. Why? I don’t know yet. But the only other person to be found after killing someone in those cabins was found with his partner’s heart missing to which he was blamed for taking out of her. Recently, I’ve been getting calls from some… Thing wanting me to bring you back here so it could take something from you. It would have taken Ms. Greymoore’s, but you hid her well enough that only the police could find her in time. Now, I’ve been getting calls asking for you and to get something from you.”
Kate looked to me in shock before a wave of guilt twisted her face in pain. “I… I’m so, so… So sorry, Detective!” She cried out. “I… I had… I had no idea you were being… Harassed by it! Had I known it wanted me back and was demanding you brought me here, I never… I didn’t… That’s why it said you brought me back! Oh, I’m such an idiot!” She pressed her hands to her face, grabbing at her hair between her fingers and tightening them around her eyes.
“No, no, no, stop, stop that!” I ordered, screeching the car to a halt, having to bring it to a crooked stop so I could stop her from hurting herself. I snatched her arms from her head and pinned them to her lap, tears flooding her face. “It’s my fault for not telling you sooner! I was too focused on trying to solve this case with the most efficient evidence I could, but that just kept me looking to you as a suspect. I should have stopped thinking you were the killer the moment I got that first call. There’s no way any of us could have seen… This coming… Except people who probably already believe in that kind of stuff or don’t stop to assume a more rational explanation like a cult… I’m… I’m sorry. But, I won’t let it take anything from you, not anymore. I’m going to get you home and then I’ll deal with this with the rest of the police department. You don’t have to deal with this thing anymore, it’ll be my burden from now on. You need time to finally get some rest and mourn your friends with your and their families. It’s already fucked your life up enough, I won’t let it go on making it worse.”
I stopped her before she could argue with me with a wave of my hand. “Your friends’ deaths shouldn’t be your burden to handle. I know you want to be the one who kills that thing and do right by them, but that’s not what they would want. They’d want you to remember them and continue living. They know you didn’t do it, so stop blaming yourself and stop acting like you’re the one who has to make it up to them. I will put an end to this die trying, but you need to go home and be with people who are happy you still get to live.”
Kate looked down at her hands that I kept down on her lap before nodding weakly and letting out a broken “okay.”
“Good, now let’s get you home before-“
My words were cut off when the honk of a car barreling toward us echoed through the woods. The headlights were fast approaching and I barely had time to grab the gear shift to put us back in drive as the other vehicle hit us, forcing us back and forth in one violent motion. It took me a moment to check myself to be sure I hadn’t hit my head on anything or got whiplash from the crash before I immediately returned my full attention to Kate who was kneeling over holding her head. I gently grabbed her shoulder and pulled her up to examine her head. It didn’t appear to have been busted and bleeding, but she was holding the front side of her forehead.
“Are you okay?” I asked her, prying her hand away from the spot on her forehead, seeing that it was beginning to bruise. “Can you hear me? Blink twice if you can understand me!”
“I… I’m f-fine…” she mumbled as she looked to her hand to check if there was blood on her palm, “I… I think I just… Hit… Hit the w-window…” She then blinked twice in my direction before looking to the car that had rammed us.
I turned my attention as well to the car to see it was a police van, it’s front crushed into the left of my front. I quickly jumped out my vehicle and stormed to the van, yelling at who ever was driving the van to come out and explain what the hell they were doing.
The driver’s side of the van swung open once I was near enough and a man in an orange jumpsuit climbed out, staring familiar daggers at me. The moment realization set in, my mixed emotions of confusion, frustration, and fear turned to fury.
It was Leighton Raines.
“Jesus, you really are a shitty detective.” Was all he said to me before reaching into the can and retrieving a rifle out from the passenger seat.
[END OF PART 1]
Part 6

Next Generation Roleplay is a serious RP server with a friendly community and staff. We are an active roleplay community with a dedicated police presence, a knowledgeable medical/fire team, and an ever growing mechanic scene.
We also have a very dedicated staff who helps as much as they can along the way. We are a growing community who loves to welcome new players! A lot of the current citizens of the city were new to RP when they joined our server, and they've stayed because of the community that has been built.
If you're looking to start your story, come give us a shot. We take RP serious and love when a great story is being told. Whether you want to be an officer and enforce the law, or a criminal who runs an underground drug empire, we have ways for you to tell the story you want to tell!
Join here: discord.gg/nextgenrp
We currently offer the following:
Whitelisted Jobs

• SAST
• SAFR (Medical and Fire)
• SADOT (Mechanic and Towing)
• Department of Justice (lawyers, prosecutors, judges)

Player Owned Restaurants and Businesses

• Pearl's
• UwU Cafe
• Up N Atom
• Koi
• Burger Shot
• Benny's
• Yellow Jacket
• And more!

Criminal Activities and Gangs

• Custom Robberies/Heists
• Custom Drugs
• Black Market
• Whitelisted Gangs

Next Generation Roleplay is a serious RP server with a friendly community and staff. We are an active roleplay community with a dedicated police presence, a knowledgeable medical/fire team, and an ever growing mechanic scene.
We also have a very dedicated staff who helps as much as they can along the way. We are a growing community who loves to welcome new players! A lot of the current citizens of the city were new to RP when they joined our server, and they've stayed because of the community that has been built.
If you're looking to start your story, come give us a shot. We take RP serious and love when a great story is being told. Whether you want to be an officer and enforce the law, or a criminal who runs an underground drug empire, we have ways for you to tell the story you want to tell!
Join here: discord.gg/nextgenrp
We currently offer the following:
Whitelisted Jobs

• SAST
• SAFR (Medical and Fire)
• SADOT (Mechanic and Towing)
• Department of Justice (lawyers, prosecutors, judges)

Player Owned Restaurants and Businesses

• Pearl's
• UwU Cafe
• Up N Atom
• Koi
• Burger Shot
• Benny's
• Yellow Jacket
• And more!

Criminal Activities and Gangs

• Custom Robberies/Heists
• Custom Drugs
• Black Market
• Whitelisted Gangs

I recently gave an interview in a company. I am a 2.3 Year exp Java React Fullstack dev. First round: Hacker rank coding round. Cleared Second round: F2F coding round. Cleared
Third round: It was scheduled in the morning 10am-11am. Interviewer Joined 5 min late. I will omit small talks.
Interviewer: “Hey tell me about yourself.”
Me: I started giving my introduction. But the interviewer was interrupting me multiple times in middle of my intro, my intro was short, it was under 1.5min but the interview interrupted me at every line.
He started giving his intro Interviewer: Started with his position then started discussing office politics stuffs like “This is a new position we have to create since we have many project but there are people who don’t want to put some extra efforts, they are pretty lazy for which we are limited on bandwidth”
It was very awkward for me, and he took almost 8-9 minute to blabber.
Its almost 10:15am
He asked me to build a todo list and gave me a set of function it must posses, like list creation, editing, priority, pagination, delete single item, delete all completed etc.
He told me, and I quote Interviewer: “The front end must be ReactJs with redux, also use a SQL h2 database in spring backend to build it. You have ONE HOUR to implement the feature, I will go on mute and you share screen, bring up your ide and start coding”
First thing that came into my mind was to explain the approach quick and start coding and think about small details on the fly to save time.
I explained the approach quick and I started coding, had around 45-50 min. I coded like crazy banging my keyboard as hard as possible. Its 11:05am times up. 80% of code ready and most feature working with both frontend and backend running in my system. I was also explaining what I was doing while I was coding so he can keep up and not get bored.
Interviewer: “ There are lot of issues, Why send the requested page from front end, backend must know what page you are in and must serve next or previous page on its own.
Me: “Only frontend is saving the current page and frontend is not saving any other data”
Interviewer: “This is bad, you are more focus on coding and not explaining the approach properly”
Me: “I went with the approach at the start but due to time constraint i had to make it quick”
Interviewer: “You are thinking on the fly”
Me: Politely “Yes, so i can save some time since you wanted me to implement the function in the round itself”
Interviewer: “thats the problem with you young develper, filled with energy but no patience”
I felt bad, didn’t answer any more. He explicitly told me to implement the features one hour, I also went with approach at start but he rejected me.

He married at 17 because his girlfriend was pregnant. They had four children and made it work for awhile. The writers should have them divorce. Instead they have his estranged wife get pregnant sealing his future. No choices due to his religious upbringing. Elliot's parents did not support him and his new family. He had to learn the hard way.
Now Eli is following in his father's foot steps. Becoming a police officer is a career that will support his family and he will learn quickly that his father did not have choices.

I'm an adult disabled child and have had a representative payee until the beginning of this year. Currently living in Montana but unable to receive the level of assistance I require from local groups due to the age and jurisdiction. This is regarding misappropriation of funds and identity theft with one of my previous payees from 2017-2021. As an adult disabled child with a representative payee I was informed that I could have no direct access to any form of money myself both by SSA when I received my award and by both of the representative payees I previously had. They would either give me cash without me having knowledge of available balance or directly give me a credit or debit card with instructions on what I was authorized to purchase that I would then surrender once I returned. Sometime during 2017 I made my then girlfriend Jennifer Jackson my payee. She recommended building credit for me and I authorized her to open two credit accounts on my behalf which she would manage with my social Security funds. The two accounts were PayPal and Capital One. The only updates that I ever received were verbal confirmation that they were paid and at some time in 2018 or early 2019 she showed me a printout of my credit report which listed my credit as over 700. Approximately 2-21, I was experiencing a panic attack and mental disturbance while being harassed by Miss Jackson while she was driving my vehicle. I wanted to go home. She refused and continued to harass me while attempting to force me to contact associates about procuring opioids for her because she was in withdrawals. I struck her twice in the arm. At that time she took me home. The police were called and I was arrested. A restraining order was placed in which she told the judge that she was completely dependent on my home, my vehicles and my income as her only form of support. This was unfactual as she also received roughly the same amount as me in SSI whereas I receive SSDI, and all bills were split between her myself my father and my stepmother. Each of our shares were approximately $350 a month as can be attested to on the financial reports supplied to social Security and the Georgia welfare programs. I was not allowed access to any monies from social Security from that date until my father was made my payee approx 7-22. I had no access to my family lawyer for several months due to this. Upon release I discovered that she had sold the vehicle that she was awarded use of by the restraining order. Her ex husband informed me of this via Facebook messenger which I received upon release. During the conversation to him I threatened legal repercussions and asked him to talk to her regarding where my car was and the money she had received and was arrested for harassment/stalking. The beginning of this year I was awarded control of my own finances for the first time. Upon doing so I discovered a total of three items in collections on my credit report totaling approximately $2,600. Portfolio recovery services (Capital One): $694 Midland credit management (Synchrony Bank): $1028 LVNV Funding LLC (Credit One Bank): $880 They will be removed from my report approximately the beginning of 2026. I am unsure how much money she collected on my behalf as social Security has been extremely difficult to work with me in any way regarding this matter. The original SSA office I spoke to, Barrow County, informed me that because we "lived together as man and wife" that she had full rights to any SSA funds even though we were not married and she was my payee. Several organizations have expressed outrage at the "blunt lie" of that statement as Georgia has not have any form of common law in many many years. I have spoken with social Security Representatives regarding this since I moved to Montana and was informed that it was at minimum inappropriate but likely illegal for her to attain credit on my behalf even with my knowledge as she was only authorized to manage social Security funds. This is a drastically different statement from when I was first awarded disability with a payee. I have also filed 2 reports with social Security regarding the misappropriation of funds but have thus far gotten no response. The first verbally when I was released from prison approximately 7-22 in person at the Barrow county social Security office. The second at the behest of my therapist, local social workers, and Disability Rights Montana was filed electronically approximately 2 months ago. I have contacted the Barrow county Police and filed a report. I have also contacted the three credit reporting agencies about this but no changes were made except to update with "customer disputes: meets Fair Credit reporting standards". I added a consumer statement to explain the situation of the debt reflected on my credit report as well. My previous lawyer, Macklin Smith (Deceased), informed me that any contact with her would likely end with more charges even if it was a lawsuit(because of the previous contact with her ex husband regarding the car and money and threat of lawsuit) and advised me to wait until the restraining order had expired to proceed. I would be satisfied with these items removed from my credit history. If the only way to do that is through civil or criminal litigation then I am comfortable doing so now that the restraining order is expired. Any assistance is greatly appreciated.

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[REQ] ($8000-$1000) (#Adelaide, South Australia, Australia) (Repayment: $100-$500 a week) (PayPal, Bank Transfer)

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Howdy all! I am so excited to have discovered this subreddit! Hoping I get lucky with someone kind hearted who can help!
I am pretty flexible on the amount, ideally I would love 8k to be able to consolidate all my debts however right now even just some money will do.
Situation: I was unemployed. Started borrowing money here and there over 2 years from family and friends. Got in to a terrible cycle of giving someone my whole pay check to pay them off, then having to borrow more to get by until I was paid next (government pension), then doing the same thing. I owe people between $600-$3000 dollars. I also have 3 “little” pay day loans taking money out my account each week (have gotten them a few times and always paid off). The people I owe money to want weekly amounts like $200, $300, $100 etc so by the time I’ve paid them all I have nothing and end up borrowing AGAIN. I’m looking to just end all this by consolidating my loans: for example it’ll be cheaper to pay someone here $250-300 a week (more than a bank loan even) than 4 people that amount.
I’ve never been bankrupt or not paid a loan etc. I have successfully paid off a $3040 debt by the due date. Never been late!
About me: Currently employed in a secure job as a dental practitioner (oral health therapist). Right now the books are slow due to 2 dentists leaving but I’m still making at minimum $600 a week, obviously usually more.
I’m 26, live at home with family.
Besides rent ($100 a week) and petrol and medications I have no real expenses so I’m not worried about not being able to afford this loan.
You can choose the interest — I would seriously be happy to pay an extra few thousand just to consolidate all these now. I need the peace of mind. I am sick of living pay check to pay check and having $0 in my account after paying everyone and then borrowing more or taking out stupid payday loans which just cause more stress.
In Australia if I were to lose my job I would be able to go on the pension and get $600 a fortnight so I will always have an income. However dental jobs are easy to come by now due to covid vaccine requirements and like I said my job is stable, I love my job.
I am happy to provide every single detail needed: address, photo ID, employment details and boss contact details, have my friend vouch for me that I am trustworthy and have repaid loans on time etc. Also I would get a statutory declaration from the police station with the conditions of our agreement and have it signed and authorised by a police officer. You can have all my social media etc etc I am not worried about not being able to repay it so can give any details you want!
I am able to be flexible if you want to charge me more or need it paid back by a specific date. Ultimately $100-$500 a week would be best for me, but I guess $250-$300 would be the standard.
Please please please if you can help me, I would appreciate it so much.
I am never ever ever borrowing money off people again!
Also: I am ineligible for bank loans/credit card. The reason for this is because my job is too new and I’m not a permanent employee on the books (despite having set hours etc guaranteed work they just have me as casual). Banks have said I can wait 6 months to apply but I’m also worried I may have killed my credit applying for too many crappy pay day loans and getting rejected while unemployed. So yeah that’s why I have turned to here! I am desperate and will pay $$$ interest!!!
Thank you for reading.
Also if someone is able to do say a smaller loan that would be good to however because I owe someone $600 on Monday and I have these 3 small loans (totally $1000 if I were to pay them out early) it’ll be smaller payments like $50 a week due to me still owing everyone money. But once I’ve gotten those out the way could pay off quickly in one pay cycle (weekly).
Any help at all is appreciated! Thank you!!!

,gg https://swgoh.gg/g/a3359M7oQfOjkNqWthsnSw/
THE BANTHA GALAXY
Are you looking for your forever home? Waves frantically
We're looking to replace a member after TB finishes, so starting the hunt now
The Bantha Galaxy is a guild with an incredible sense of community within our discord, as the biggest guild in the bantha universe, our experienced officers, plan TB and TW for the best results, with plenty of swgoh bots, farming guides, and lots of off-topic areas.
MEMBERS 50/50 GUILD GP 296.3m (AVG 5.9m GP)
ENDOR Raid - 144m crate LS Hoth: 45⭐ (now retired) DS Hoth: 48⭐(now retired) DS Geo: 29⭐ (35+ WAT shards) ROTE: 18⭐
43/13 in TW, 77% win rate 💪
WHAT WERE LOOKING FOR FROM YOU • 5.5m+ GP with a developed roster, and atleast 1 GL • 500+ Raid Tickets A Day • Active members that participate and want the best results. • willing to work on teams for the guild, inqs, jkck, etc. no rush, but we will be asking for these soon.
If you think you've got what it takes to be a bantha, come join our Discord, or drop me a DM to ask any questions 💪
https://discord.gg/3jF36p4ZcJ

Our neighbor is accusing my husband of stalking and harassing him and his kids.
There is only a chain link fence separating our property from our neighbor’s property. My neighbor has a pool. My neighbor claims that my husband only goes outside to work on our yard when his kids are swimming so that he can see them in their swimsuits. My neighbor also claims that my husband yells racial slurs at him. None of this is true.
My husband has a typical work schedule with weekends off so he takes care of our yard on the weekends. The weekends are also the time when our neighbors happen to be outside using their pool.
There are several police reports. We’ve downloaded all of our security camera footage from the dates of the reports that show my husband simply mowing and caring for our yard. No charges have been filed that I know of. I know about the police reports because we’ve noticed the police are frequently next door and I mentioned it to someone who told me I could file a request to find out why.
We were initially friendly with the neighbor until there became a point where his music and parties were excessively noisy. We spoke to him several times in person and on the phone about it before filing a noise complaint with the police.
The neighbor then erected a tall privacy fence which is not allowed in our neighborhood due to our houses being waterfront. The property owners’ association worked with my neighbor to have the fence removed, but my neighbor refused to comply and a judgement was issued against him. The fence was eventually taken down.
My neighbor was extremely upset and threatened to kill our family on several occasions. We had proof of this and filed a police report and complaint and our county’s prosecuting attorney sent our neighbor a letter stating, “THIS OFFICE ADVISES YOU TO CEASE THIS BEHAVIOR AND HAVE NO FURTHER CONTACT WITH (our names). Communication includes but is not limited to: calling, voicemails, texting, emailing, any form of social media, letters, or any form of communication through a third party.”
I believe that this current situation is a form of retaliation for everything that has occurred to this point.
Is there anything we should do? Let it go since charges haven’t been filed? Lawyer up? Is filing false police reports a crime? Do we notify the prosecuting attorney? Do the police reports violate the wording in the letter? Thank you!

,gg https://swgoh.gg/g/a3359M7oQfOjkNqWthsnSw/
THE BANTHA GALAXY
Are you looking for your forever home? Waves frantically
We're looking to replace a member after TB finishes, so starting the hunt now
The Bantha Galaxy is a guild with an incredible sense of community within our discord, as the biggest guild in the bantha universe, our experienced officers, plan TB and TW for the best results, with plenty of swgoh bots, farming guides, and lots of off-topic areas.
MEMBERS 50/50 GUILD GP 296.3m (AVG 5.9m GP)
ENDOR Raid - 144m crate LS Hoth: 45⭐ (now retired) DS Hoth: 48⭐(now retired) DS Geo: 29⭐ (35+ WAT shards) ROTE: 18⭐
43/13 in TW, 77% win rate 💪
WHAT WERE LOOKING FOR FROM YOU • 5.5m+ GP with a developed roster, and atleast 1 GL • 500+ Raid Tickets A Day • Active members that participate and want the best results. • willing to work on teams for the guild, inqs, jkck, etc. no rush, but we will be asking for these soon.
If you think you've got what it takes to be a bantha, come join our Discord, or drop me a DM to ask any questions 💪
https://discord.gg/3jF36p4ZcJ

So last night, on her way back from Wharf Chambers, my girlfriend was on call with me while walking home and then had her phone snatched out of her hand mid-call and then they proceed to run off with it. They were two young black men (approximately 17-20). We've been up all night since then trying to sort the situation out. Since we have Findmyphone we quite literally know where the address of the robbers is. But the police said they are unable to do anything due to lack of warrant and lack of importance.
We tried getting in touch with the police initially, but were delayed since the only operational police station was miles away. The landline options were pretty useless as well. After getting in touch with an officer through online chat today, and even after going to the police station, we found out that pretty much nothing can be done, and the earliest action would be filing a report on Tuesday, by which point the phone would likely be gone.
I do understand why its low priority, but the fact that these crimes are dismissed completely is what incentivizes people to do them more often. Shoplifting and muggings have soared in the country. And it happened in city centre too.
A few pointers on why the phone so important:

• Contains extremely important items only available in the phone, not accessible elsewhere. My girlfriend is diagnosed with CPTSD so not having access to the majority of this is very anxiety inducing for her.
• Important bank information which is not accessible through online banking either. Her rent is due soon and her phone is the only device that has access to her card currently (her card has now been suspended)/is not able to pay the rent via the account and it could be a while before she receives a new one and has access to online banking.
• Contains very important contacts not saved elswhere

We need to get the phone back ASAP, however, with the rate at which the police act its likely going to be gone by then. The only thing we can think of is to directly go to the house where the phone was last tracked to negotiate, since we know the address, but that could end very badly since it could be a drug/gang house
(its a very shady area and the individual that seems to be associated with the company that owns the property is very shady himself, he has been with 6 dissolved companies in the past few years, and could likely be involved in money laundering. In fact, he is listed as the director, secretary, AND salesperson of this company. definitely some shady business going on here)
Considering that we know the last updated address of the phone, is there anything else that can be done?

Lots of people who don’t live here seem to have this perception that Canada is a progressive European-style country. But actually, that’s just how our government markets us and is completely disconnected from the reality of how our country operates. We are more like a state of the US than any place in Europe, and actually have a worse standard of living than the vast majority the US.
Our disabled people starve to death on the streets, and are offered assisted suicide instead of proper support. Most of our provinces have around a $400 shelter allowance for those who are on welfare. Do you know how much the average one bedroom apartment is in our country? Over $2000. A bedroom with no kitchen or bathroom is often $1000 or more. These allowances haven't increased since the 90s, and the provincial governments fight tooth and nail to keep disabled citizens in poverty.
Our native citizens live in dilapidated shacks while being denied clean water by the government. Historically, they were systematically raped, murdered and then mass buried. The government to this day loves to avoid talking about this, but it was some holocaust level shit. They'll acknowledge "how much learning we all have to do together" but will not give them clean water or adequate housing.
When somebody is homeless, they are usually just arrested and thrown in jail. Our shelters are underfunded and packed beyond capacity. Once again, any effort to help impoverished people is struck down. For anyone who has never been here, look up East Hastings in Vancouver. People are quite literally walking around as rotting zombies. All of our cities have post apocalyptic looking areas like this.
Police brutality is just as common as in the US. Police will come along and beat and taze a man who is having a seizure on the ground, and then charge him with a made up offense simply because they are bored. Officers often openly steal from and abuse the public with no opposition. There is no oversight, and they can do whatever they want. It is almost impossible for a police officer to be arrested, and they are usually placed on paid leave for years instead at the burden of the tax payers.
Crime is quite serious. It’s not uncommon for multiple dismembered bodies to be found around our cities on the weekends. People burn eachother alive on public transit. Machete attacks, stabbings, the works. However, our judges are "neoliberal" and love to release repeat violent offenders over and over. People are much more heavily punished for petty victimless offences than they are for shootings/stabbings/rape/assault. If you have the right connections, you will not face consequences.
We bring in 2 million people a year (+5% of our population annually) for the sole reason that corporations can pay them less as they are from impoverished backgrounds. This is why our GDP per capita is dropping so heavily.
All of our industries consist of government backed monopolies that conspire to eradicate competition and inflate the cost of very single commodity of our daily lives. Why do we pay $500 a month for phone bills? That’s why.
Our life expectancy, GDP per capita and almost all measures of life quality have been dropping for decades now. The government does everything it can to gloss over this, but it’s public information. When asked about any of these metrics, they just won't answer the question. Look at our prime minister being asked ANY question. He won't do it. They are experts at talking about anything except for the things that matter.
The average citizen can no longer afford rent or a home. If everybody had to buy back the home they live in now, our entire country would be homeless. The only reason they aren’t homeless now is because they owned before. Once the baby boomers die, the younger generations without inheritances will face some of the most unobtainable housing in the world.
Healthcare is so underfunded and overburdened that is quite common for people to die before receiving any treatment, or instead be offered assisted suicide. Those who do receive treatment are often sent to the US as we are over capacity.
Our government is openly corrupt on all levels, but for some reason everybody overlooks this, especially outside of the country. Insider trading, conflicts of interest, fraud, you name it. Pretty much all of our politicians are involved in scandals of some kind. Our prime minister updates his investment portfolio just at the right time when certain stocks are exploding due to federal legislature. No wonder they're all rich.
I'm sure that this post is going to trigger some Canadians, but I'm sick of this shitty country and pretending that I'm happy to live here. Nobody seems to want to acknowledge how terrible it has become. I don't understand how these things are not talked about more.
And what annoys me the most?
At the same time all of this is happening, our leaders try SO god damn hard to make us look good. Our prime minister goes around touting the most liberal shit you can imagine, but then they will do everything in their power to avoid doing the things they talk about at any cost. They say ALL the right things, but god forbid they actually walk the walk. It's like an abusive husband who does TED talks on feminism. Everything that comes out of their mouths is carefully scripted and completely detached from reality. I hate this fake ass country.

I'm an adult disabled child and have had a representative payee until the beginning of this year. Currently living in Montana but unable to receive the level of assistance I require from local groups due to the age and jurisdiction. This is regarding misappropriation of funds and identity theft with one of my previous payees from 2017-2021. As an adult disabled child with a representative payee I was informed that I could have no direct access to any form of money myself both by SSA when I received my award and by both of the representative payees I previously had. They would either give me cash without me having knowledge of available balance or directly give me a credit or debit card with instructions on what I was authorized to purchase that I would then surrender once I returned. Sometime during 2017 I made my then girlfriend Jennifer Jackson my payee. She recommended building credit for me and I authorized her to open two credit accounts on my behalf which she would manage with my social Security funds. The two accounts were PayPal and Capital One. The only updates that I ever received were verbal confirmation that they were paid and at some time in 2018 or early 2019 she showed me a printout of my credit report which listed my credit as over 700. Approximately 2-21, I was experiencing a panic attack and mental disturbance while being harassed by Miss Jackson while she was driving my vehicle. I wanted to go home. She refused and continued to harass me while attempting to force me to contact associates about procuring opioids for her because she was in withdrawals. I struck her twice in the arm. At that time she took me home. The police were called and I was arrested. A restraining order was placed in which she told the judge that she was completely dependent on my home, my vehicles and my income as her only form of support. This was unfactual as she also received roughly the same amount as me in SSI whereas I receive SSDI, and all bills were split between her myself my father and my stepmother. Each of our shares were approximately $350 a month as can be attested to on the financial reports supplied to social Security and the Georgia welfare programs. I was not allowed access to any monies from social Security from that date until my father was made my payee approx 7-22. I had no access to my family lawyer for several months due to this. Upon release I discovered that she had sold the vehicle that she was awarded use of by the restraining order. Her ex husband informed me of this via Facebook messenger which I received upon release. During the conversation to him I threatened legal repercussions and asked him to talk to her regarding where my car was and the money she had received and was arrested for harassment/stalking. The beginning of this year I was awarded control of my own finances for the first time. Upon doing so I discovered a total of three items in collections on my credit report totaling approximately $2,600. Portfolio recovery services (Capital One): $694 Midland credit management (Synchrony Bank): $1028 LVNV Funding LLC (Credit One Bank): $880 They will be removed from my report approximately the beginning of 2026. I am unsure how much money she collected on my behalf as social Security has been extremely difficult to work with me in any way regarding this matter. The original SSA office I spoke to, Barrow County, informed me that because we "lived together as man and wife" that she had full rights to any SSA funds even though we were not married and she was my payee. Several organizations have expressed outrage at the "blunt lie" of that statement as Georgia has not have any form of common law in many many years. I have spoken with social Security Representatives regarding this since I moved to Montana and was informed that it was at minimum inappropriate but likely illegal for her to attain credit on my behalf even with my knowledge as she was only authorized to manage social Security funds. This is a drastically different statement from when I was first awarded disability with a payee. I have also filed 2 reports with social Security regarding the misappropriation of funds but have thus far gotten no response. The first verbally when I was released from prison approximately 7-22 in person at the Barrow county social Security office. The second at the behest of my therapist, local social workers, and Disability Rights Montana was filed electronically approximately 2 months ago. I have contacted the Barrow county Police and filed a report. I have also contacted the three credit reporting agencies about this but no changes were made except to update with "customer disputes: meets Fair Credit reporting standards". I added a consumer statement to explain the situation of the debt reflected on my credit report as well. My previous lawyer, Macklin Smith (Deceased), informed me that any contact with her would likely end with more charges even if it was a lawsuit(because of the previous contact with her ex husband regarding the car and money and threat of lawsuit) and advised me to wait until the restraining order had expired to proceed. I would be satisfied with these items removed from my credit history. If the only way to do that is through civil or criminal litigation then I am comfortable doing so now that the restraining order is expired. Any assistance is greatly appreciated.

I'm an adult disabled child and have had a representative payee until the beginning of this year. Currently living in Montana but unable to receive the level of assistance I require from local groups due to the age and jurisdiction. This is regarding misappropriation of funds and identity theft with one of my previous payees from 2017-2021. As an adult disabled child with a representative payee I was informed that I could have no direct access to any form of money myself both by SSA when I received my award and by both of the representative payees I previously had. They would either give me cash without me having knowledge of available balance or directly give me a credit or debit card with instructions on what I was authorized to purchase that I would then surrender once I returned. Sometime during 2017 I made my then girlfriend Jennifer Jackson my payee. She recommended building credit for me and I authorized her to open two credit accounts on my behalf which she would manage with my social Security funds. The two accounts were PayPal and Capital One. The only updates that I ever received were verbal confirmation that they were paid and at some time in 2018 or early 2019 she showed me a printout of my credit report which listed my credit as over 700. Approximately 2-21, I was experiencing a panic attack and mental disturbance while being harassed by Miss Jackson while she was driving my vehicle. I wanted to go home. She refused and continued to harass me while attempting to force me to contact associates about procuring opioids for her because she was in withdrawals. I struck her twice in the arm. At that time she took me home. The police were called and I was arrested. A restraining order was placed in which she told the judge that she was completely dependent on my home, my vehicles and my income as her only form of support. This was unfactual as she also received roughly the same amount as me in SSI whereas I receive SSDI, and all bills were split between her myself my father and my stepmother. Each of our shares were approximately $350 a month as can be attested to on the financial reports supplied to social Security and the Georgia welfare programs. I was not allowed access to any monies from social Security from that date until my father was made my payee approx 7-22. I had no access to my family lawyer for several months due to this. Upon release I discovered that she had sold the vehicle that she was awarded use of by the restraining order. Her ex husband informed me of this via Facebook messenger which I received upon release. During the conversation to him I threatened legal repercussions and asked him to talk to her regarding where my car was and the money she had received and was arrested for harassment/stalking. The beginning of this year I was awarded control of my own finances for the first time. Upon doing so I discovered a total of three items in collections on my credit report totaling approximately $2,600. Portfolio recovery services (Capital One): $694 Midland credit management (Synchrony Bank): $1028 LVNV Funding LLC (Credit One Bank): $880 They will be removed from my report approximately the beginning of 2026. I am unsure how much money she collected on my behalf as social Security has been extremely difficult to work with me in any way regarding this matter. The original SSA office I spoke to, Barrow County, informed me that because we "lived together as man and wife" that she had full rights to any SSA funds even though we were not married and she was my payee. Several organizations have expressed outrage at the "blunt lie" of that statement as Georgia has not have any form of common law in many many years. I have spoken with social Security Representatives regarding this since I moved to Montana and was informed that it was at minimum inappropriate but likely illegal for her to attain credit on my behalf even with my knowledge as she was only authorized to manage social Security funds. This is a drastically different statement from when I was first awarded disability with a payee. I have also filed 2 reports with social Security regarding the misappropriation of funds but have thus far gotten no response. The first verbally when I was released from prison approximately 7-22 in person at the Barrow county social Security office. The second at the behest of my therapist, local social workers, and Disability Rights Montana was filed electronically approximately 2 months ago. I have contacted the Barrow county Police and filed a report. I have also contacted the three credit reporting agencies about this but no changes were made except to update with "customer disputes: meets Fair Credit reporting standards". I added a consumer statement to explain the situation of the debt reflected on my credit report as well. My previous lawyer, Macklin Smith (Deceased), informed me that any contact with her would likely end with more charges even if it was a lawsuit(because of the previous contact with her ex husband regarding the car and money and threat of lawsuit) and advised me to wait until the restraining order had expired to proceed. I would be satisfied with these items removed from my credit history. If the only way to do that is through civil or criminal litigation then I am comfortable doing so now that the restraining order is expired. Any assistance is greatly appreciated.