Beanie Schmokel,

How can you live with your self for the rest of your life, knowing that you've absolutely & wrongfully mislabeled your own severely disabled & disfigured son, that you intentionally ruined nearly all of his early chances for success with your outright abuse, and that you knowingly chose to continue on a path towards near certain divorce by repeatedly having affairs with; your boss, family friends, and neighbors, et seq. - knowing full well that you set-up your own son as a scapegoat to cover for your own sorry alcoholic existence, packed full of lies, multiple drunken affairs and mistakes?  You are a true master of manipulation, your complete control of Dad is nothing short of miraculous, but your ability to control the minds of your other children and friends of the family: ensures you legendary status as a professional manipulator!

MOM, YOU KNOW THE TRUTH, yet you chose to propagate your lies. Which makes you truly and absolutely evil, and now you must live with it all: you psychopathic yenta control freak.  It's far too late for you to ever change: it's far too late to undue the damages you've done to me and everybody else.  I personally pray to God every day that it pains you deeply and scars you emotionally through out eternity! Jack up that prescription of happy pills you must take: that'll definitely solve all of your self induced problems, just like the thousands of gallons of alcohol that ran through our kitchen: hey, take them with a few drinks & it'll multiply their affect. It surely must be Hell on you now having no  little children or other helpless people to beat upon: to release your venom and vent your psychotic delusional angers.  You're FULL of SHIT and You absolutely deserve 100% of exactly what you'll likely get: if justice is anything more than a word, feel free to blame it all on me!  You hid in a darkness which I unwittingly provided for the last 38 years: welcome to the light Mommy!  No more, no mas, you're out of the darkness: exposed, can you handle the light?  Can you handle the stares?

Saint Beanie, I'm not going to assist further you by making it easy on you anymore: I'll be checking in at least monthly in a variety of truly creative ways to remind you, of what you are. Answer now for your own lying & cheating as you've made me and everyone else do for our entire lives. I won't be a part of your lies, or your cheating, nor will I be victimized by you ever again [this I guarantee]. I won't cover your shame, or your many shameful acts of adultery against Dad. You know exactly what you are, you know what your actions were: and so do I, and with this website so will the world, and all of the people you've touched in your long drunken and demented life! 

[signed]   Your disposed of disabled son & scapegoat
who's conscience is now 100% absolutely free & clear.
You Know Who @ You Know Where & You Know WHY

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Beanie Schmokel, Alvena Ann, Beehler, Schmokel

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"Growing Up Schmokel" 7 Kids