Hello everyone, and welcome to another fine bloody fissures production.
I’m Elegant Harridan and I’m back with more back story on daddy and mommyofive, and how what a lot of the abuse they heaped upon their kids parallels what happened to me when I was a kid.
There is so much to tell, so many different things my mother did, and my father allowed to happen, that caused so much damamge. It feels good to recognize this now, but for years I’ve felt tormented because I felt like I was what my mother told me I was, and that was “good for nothing” “disgusting” and “worthless”.
Up until about a year and a half ago I was living my life in a way that I hoped would please my mother. I wasn’t out right intellectualizing it that way, but when I examine things, reality reveals that this is precisely what I was doing.
For years I kept trying and trying to be worthy of my mother’s love and affection. I would see her showing it towards my siblings, and various other people when it seemed they didn’t have to struggle as hard as I did to get even the smallest of affections accidentally cast my way by a narcissistic mother.
She would give them hugs and kisses, put her arms around them, laugh and smile at them, give them gifts, allow them priviledges that I was never allowed.
One such example is how she would bleat in that high pitched boisterious voice of hers that the kids were not allowed to lay down, or recline in any manner, on the couch in the main room. This definitely meant we were not to ever, and I mean EVER fall asleep and take a nap on it. Of course the mother unit took naps on the couch all the time.
We were having a visit from my brother and his wife, who the parental units referred to as the princess. And yes, they did indeed treat her like a princess. She was royalty. Oh how the mother fawned over her, and catered to her every whim.
Can you guess what happens next? Yes, she was not only allowed to recline on the couch, but take a long luxurious nap on it. I went to tell her that she should get off the couch because the mother would get angry at her, but the mother caught me before I was able to warn her. “SShhhh” she said. Don’t wake her up she’s taking a name! That scolding came with an angry scowl directected at me and a little shove out of the way.
This may seem petty, but it’s a small example of many other greater and more confusing ones that occured as part of the daily routine in my family.
One year for my birthday my mother sent me two gift cards for $15.00 to two different fast food restaraunts. She knew I despised both of those places as their food is disgusting, but she thought it was appropriate to send me never the less. This birthday was one of those milestone birthdays too.
I discovered a few days later that she had bought an almost complete stranger (someone I had known for a while, but that she had never met before) a birthday present of a beautiful bracelt all wrapped in pretty paper, with bows and whatnot. While we were sitting together in a room the person who got the bracelt held it up and gloated about the beautiful bracelet my mother had bought her for her bracelet. I quietly remembered the shitty gift I had just received from dear mother, and almost threw up.
Mother had just secured her position in that person’s life as a wonderful, kind, giving woman. Man, if she only knew.
This is what sociopaths do.
If you look at the following video, you will notice that Heather Martin, aka mommyofive, is fawning over other children in the room, while the two gingers are being punished. Cody and Emma are forced to set at the table away from the rest of the group, who all seem to be having a nice time.
And what the hell is that on Cody’s face? Is that some kind of punishment device he’s being forced to wear? At any rate, the gingers aren’t allowed to join the rest of the family.
Notice how Heather is looking affectionately down at the two small children. See how she’s stroking the hair of one, hugging another, showering them with affection and attention?
Notice how the gingers are getting barked at while this is going on, and afterwards?
Watch it again. Sickening, isn’t it?
This is no small thing people. This is what Cody and Emma are subjected to probably on a daily basis. Cody especially will find himself trying to keep doing things to win approval and affection, but he will discover that approval and affection will never come.
Cody has been selected as the victim. He is the weakest link. He is the one singled out to receive torment.
This is what sociopaths do. This is it people!
Cody is getting it from both paretns too. At least in my case it came from just one parent.
These days, the world continues to be a very confusing place for me. Although I’m beginning to sort it out bit by bit.
I was raised in a home where I was the one singled out for torment. I was the weakest link. I was always the one who responded the most emotionally in situations. Even the father unti recognized this early on. He said, “you were always the melancholy child.” And THESE are the kinds of people that sociopaths seek out to do their damage to.
I never knew what the real rules were as they changed almost daily in my household, and they changed from person to person too. I went through life never really knowing for sure if I was doing the right thing, or if the rules had just changed and I was going to get a beating.
This who aspect of my abuse is why I don’t function well unless it’s in a job where there are strict clearly stated protocols which everyone is expected to follow. And even then, I’m unsure of myself and my choices even if it’s right there written down in black and white. I pedantically read the rules, protocols, or guidelines if you will over and over just to make sure that I’m not screwing something up.
So seeing that video where Cody’s step mother was seperating him and his sister from the rest of the family gathering, and seeing how she was fawning over kids that weren’t hers in the manner she was, really stuck out for me. I knew right away what she was doing. And she wasn’t really doing it to show the kids she was fawning over affection. She was doing it to show not only the other people in the room that she’s just the most loving tender woman on earth, but the rest of the world as well, as she knew she was being recorded and the video proof would be put up on YouTube.
I will say it again, this is what sociopaths do. This is how they operate. They don’t recognize what they’re doing, in fact they simply cant. They are intellectually and emotionally unable to see flaws in themselves, and will never truly admit their mistakes.
And if you really believe that the apology video they put up which was directed by a publicity firm was sincere, then you are too apathetic to be helped. You are part of the problem.
Sociopaths NEED people like you to exist in polite society. Without the apath, sociopaths would have no one to help them torment empaths such as Cody, Emma, myself, and countless others who are now coming out and talking about their own horrific childhoods.
It’s really hard for a kid to understand why a parental unit can be so loving and attentive to others, but be unable to show the same to their own child in a natural manner.
Which reminds me, Heather doesn’t have what good mothers have. She doesn’t have the natural ability to sense when her kids are in danger, or are hurting emotionally. She doesn’t have that sixth sense, you know, that eyes in the back of your head thing, which helps good moms to protect their own offspring.
My mother didn’t have it either.
It’s virtually impossible for a sociopath to have any kind of awareness of themselves or their offspring in a meaningful way. Daddyofive demomstrats this same inability to understand other people’s pain and suffering.
Sociopaths derive pleasure and excitement from other people’s pain. They get off on rendering others powerless while increasing what they believe is their own personal power. This aptly describes what Mike and Heather Marting are like.
This is why these two people deserve each other, but they don’t deserve the children that are currently in their home.
Lets hope that the state of Maryland will be able to do something about this.
Until then, thanks for watching. Find ways to seek and give truth and comfort. And I’ll see you soon.