Messages By: maria3255

Hi, it really saddens me that people today, both young and old, speak on the cell phone or text while driving in their cars. I hate the practice and i make sure i hide my phone inside my bag so that I don't see the thing. I hope Chelsea gets out of the habit even though it seems she is addicted to it. She must really work hard on this issue in her life as it affects everyone who drives within her range, and herself as well.  Here in Australia we have the same problem as this. Even though heavy fines are imposed people still do it.  I hope it stops because it's deadly dangerous.

Sincerely,

Lory (Australia)

I just want to state that this event in reading through the slide show has sort of left me confused about the truth of the matter.  Matt does seem to be stating what happened as a truth, but Joelle and her husband seem to differ with Matt in different situations. Only Joelle really knows if Matt is telling the truth. I do believe that something did happen, for Matt seems to be quite affected by this, and he's scared that she might be back teaching at his school. It's a sad state of affairs as this has happened many times here in Australia as well.  I think Joelle really should own her actions once and for all to clear this up. This case is like a catch 22.  Personally i do believe some untoward behaviour did happen, and Matt is telling the truth. Joelle has a lot to lose if she does state that she is guilty in this situation and i think that's why she's not telling the truth. It's sad that a small group of teachers, who are in a position of trust act as paedophiles the world over.   

Dear Dr.Phil,

I find this trend of these nooses as symbols of black hatred so worrying because racism still seems to exist in a world where we, as human beings haven't learnt anything from past history, where the Klu Klux Klan ran rampant in the south. Where slaves were transported over from Africa and used for the white man's pleasure.  It's just so tragic that racism always rears it's ugly head in some way or form. I am a white woman by the way, and i feel ashamed at times to be white.

Sincerely,

Lory(Australia)   

My father, who has now passed away, unfortunately was  prone to lust after women no matter if they were elderly, married or young enough to be his daughter's age.  He was married to my mother and they had a disastrous life together.  He sexually molested me when i was 23  and i was devastated. I was married then and i was too ashamed that my own father did that to me and i couldn't tell my then husband of 3 years. I was so confused because when i was little he loved me so much and i was his little treasure.  He always would buy me things on his payday and spend heaps of time with me reading the books he used to bring home to me.  I used to sleep between mum and dad until i was nine years old.  If he did anything to me inappropriatly i would not have known ,as i slept with my parents since i was a toddler. I just hope and pray that he never did anything like that to me.  As i was saying up top, that i was very confused after he molested me and wondered why he loved me when i was a child and not then at 23.  At 23 he went  over his boundary , but he should never have thought of me in a sexual way.  I think i let him down when i ran away from home at 16 with my then husband.  That's another story full of alcoholism and sexual abuse from the life my parents allowed to happen in our house.  From then on he changed and only saw me as a sex object and it was other women too as I mentioned at the beginning. He got fairly sick with diabetes and cirrhosis of the liver and ended up in hospital with gangrene etc, heart attack etc.  The night before he died i went to see him at the hospital and i am sure he was hallucinating as he looked at me in a strange way, I said how are you Dad?  and he said nothing, but lifted his gown and exposed himself to me.  I was so upset that i ran off and never saw him until he died later. My Shrink at the time said not to take it personally but it's very hard not to .  I still couldn't hate my dad, i did love him and i guess i still do after 25 years gone.  I could never have gone to the police and reported my dad.  I didn't trust him with my two girls either.  I always had that fear  in my head.  What's left now is anger, confusion, and some self-blame, maybe if i didn't run away at 16 my dad would never have molested me or seen me as a sexual object.  I still always have that block when it comes to my father.  I can't forgive him for the anger and confusion he has filled me with, as i cannot find closure this side of Life.  Maybe one day when i pass away i will see him and will find closure and peace then. I have two other sisters and he was always the proper loving father to them but not to me so i do take it personally i guess. 

 

Lory (Australia) 

Hello Dr.Phil,

It was very hard living with my mum in the early 1950's and later on unti i was 17.  Even though i was always dressed and bathed properly and spoilt by Dad it was awful to watch mum's countenance

change and her manner sharper and speech became gruff and nasty.  Then mum would get herself dressed and go out and visit her other friends who were hooked on alcohol too. Sometimes she wouldnt get home till the next day and i remember feeling angry, hurt and frustrated.  I didn't like telling mum what

to do or anything like that, especially when she was in that state.  She would be like a brick wall, nothing

would go in but the alcohol.  With mum it started when she was a kid and she drank to stop the cold in the

early mornings as she went up to chop the wood with her brothers. It used to make their stomachs feel

warm. Unfortunately she got the taste for liquor from then. Her sister, my Auntie, she never touched the stuff.  When dad and mum, my sister and me came over to Australia from Italy in the 60's she sort of

held back for awhile it seemed but as soon as she found her friends here she began to drink heavy again,

staying out etc. One night i had to tell dad to stop hitting her with his belt, as she cried out for dad to stop

belting into her.  I was so upset with them both,  I felt so sorry for mum and dad too as she would always nag him into fighting with her. I loved them. But the scars of years of dealing with all of her indiscretions and sometimes horrible person that she used to become while under the influence  Well suffice to say she passed away when she was 50 as a result of the alcohol.  I could never speak to mum properly or

i would never kiss her or anything like that. I was emotionally stunted for years.  I have had psych problems

for years now and unfortunately she's not around to try and change her.

 

Best regards,

Lory ( Australia.)