LETTERS FROM MELODEE'S EX-LOVER
I have written of Dana in my past posts. Several as a matter of fact. I have also received Emails asking why Dana hasn't commented in a while, so I asked her to do so.
You can go to the bottom and pick the 'More' or Next Page' if you want to skip this, but it is rather informative and entertaining. God love Dana.
Please do not blame me for any typos. This is copied verbatim.
I received this from Dana-Schweers Hardaway (aka Dana Bird-Hardaway). She is on OpenSalon, but having trouble signing in. If you go to her page and look on the left above the links you can see some of her various commens to me. She apparently joined Salon just to make comments. Feel free to go to Open and leave her a PM if you question any of these comments.
I guess Willie got her just that heated.
So here goes!
We came to visit YOU, mostly, when we were in VT--Mel was just the phone Nazi we had to get through to talk to you. She had called me numerous times, and was also sending me emails from work telling me how wonderful the weather was, how amazing your life was in the Northeast, and invited us to come check it out.
So, yeah, we wanted to visit YOU to see if it was true. I was actually concerned about your life, cuz I knew Mel's BS when I heard it, and when I'd call and ask to speak to you, she would make some excuses about your whereabouts. It was just weird. And then we moved here in Oct 07 and called lots, but Mel wouldn't let us talk to you, and said you were moving to Wisconsin in 3 days. Yeah, I recoiled in horror when I watched her sit there without teeth, gumming away at her burger and spilling crumbs all over herself.
I cried reading about sweet Puz dying. I always loved him. And it reminded me of watching my Memaw pass away while the nurses swarmed like vultures, trying to give her insulin and unneeded x-rays when they'd already said she was not going to live a matter of minutes--fuckers just driving up the hospital bill for my grandfather's insurance to pay--not because it was anything to revive or help her in any way. I told them to make damn sure she wasn't in any pain. So they could give her pain meds, but otherwise they needed to back the hell off. I hate hospitals. I won't be dying in one. They can drag my dead body to one for cremation after they take everything usable off me so that others may live or see or have transplanted skin or whatever. I won't need it anymore!
And from a prior post:
From the Open Post
Right after Ren Festival, she went to live with Nan. I gave her till the 1st of January to come get her stuff out of my house because she had SO MUCH STUFF she'd been dragging around for years. So I knew it would take her a LONG TIME. I also told my best friend/ex-roommate that when I allowed her to come back and get Lucky that she dragged YOU through the house and stole a few more items from MY house.
Just goes to show the character of that cretin you loved for so long. My friend John told me yesterday he is incredibly glad that I got rid of her when I did, because she LOVED keeping me sick and in a doctor's office, and he was afraid she would eventually kill me. Straight from another horse's mouth, hun. You were lucky to survive that 14 years.
From the Open Post Comfortably Numb
Hi Di! Yes, this is Dana S., or Dana Bird-Hardaway, who has been mentioned by name in this blog. I DID give Dianne Carte Blanche to say anything true about me (as well as she knew if she was not there, and I would tell her what actually happened if she accidentally misunderstood--as is the case with our ex, "Mel"
Di, you're doing great with the telling of the story, as far as I know, as I was not present for most of the beginning of your horror story. I was just freeing myself from the horrors of being in the maniacal clutches of Willie when you two got together, and I already had my own thing brewing, keeping me occupied.
15 years later, I am married to the love of my life, Ro Hardaway, in VT, and when we got here, we expected to at least be greeted by you once. But Willie would not let that happen, would she? Fascist freak of an excuse for a partner had you in her grasp GOOD, and I knew it--I just had NO IDEA how bad it was for you, dear Di, or you would have had Adult Protective Services called for you up HERE, and I would have sorted out Willie once and for all. Not to mention how OUT OF A JOB SHE WOULD BE RIGHT NOW FOR STEALING YOUR PRESCRIPTIONS AND SEEING YOUR DOCTOR UNDER YOUR NAME. With Munschausen's and Munschausen's by Proxy, which she practiced on me--one of the many reasons she was given a MOVE OUT/NEVER COME BACK DATE of 1/1/96,
I was well aware of the fact that she was probably doing the same things to you as she had to me. In fact, she was--only far, far worse. She should lose her hospital job as an anesthesia technician for stealing drugs through the state system here in VT--your medications--opiates--and never giving them to you. Could she be giving them to patients under anesthesia and harming them/causing them to die? Only the V.A. Knows how their Anesthesia Techs have done their jobs. Has she made mathematical errors, since she has dyslexia, that may cause people harm, or death? How many people have died under her care, honestly.
We know she has a sister named Candee who is an R.N. in our state for nursing homes. How many jobs has Candee had under assumed names, Dianne, to get jobs because she had to leave the last nursing home running because people in her care were dying mysterious deaths. Am I getting all of this correct? So, as I motivate Dianne to tell the story she's telling with no regret and all the honesty she can muster, as funky, crusty, nasty Willie continues to try to break Dianne's spirit and threatens to "take her story to the police--the story she's writing now,
"I will stand behind Dianne and say NO. You WILL QUIT ABUSING EITHER OF US RIGHT HERE AND RIGHT NOW. UNDERSTOOD? I'M FAR CLOSER TO YOU THAN DI IS RIGHT NOW, AND I'D BE GLAD TO MEET YOU TO 'DISCUSS' THIS MATTER THE DYKE WAY. YOU THINK YOU HAD TROUBLE WHEN YOU HAD DIANNE DISRUPTING YOUR OTHERWISE PEACEFUL WORLD WITH ALL THE ILLNESSES YOU KEPT GIVING HER AND THE MONEY YOU STOLE FROM BOTH ME AND HER? LOL, LITTLE GIRL, BRING IT ON. YOU ARE A CRETIN--A ZOMBIE WHO NEEDS TO BE DEALT WITH SO THAT NO ONE ELSE IS HARMED IN YOUR LIES AND SCHEMES. I'LL BE GLAD TO HELP YOU REMOVE YOUR BLIGHT OF A ZOMBIE LIFE FROM THIS EARTH SO THAT YOU MAY LIVE FREE FROM THE SHACKLES OF YOUR OWN LIES; A HAPPY, HONEST, NON- LIFE THREATENING SOUL ON OUR PLANET--OPPOSITE OF THE WAY YOU'RE LIVING NOW. OR DO IT YOURSELF TO YOURSELF--ZOMBIES MAY BE RELEASED BY BLACK MAGIC/BLACK VOODOO PRIESTS, OR THEIR HEADS MAY BE REMOVED. WILLIE, I COULD FIND YOU A PRIEST OR GIVE YOU A MACHETE TO GO AHEAD AND END IT SO YOU'LL BE FREED, BUT YOU'LL NO LONGER TERRORIZE EITHER DIANNE OR ME WITH YOUR ZOMBIE ANTICS. CEASE AND DESIST NOW, OR I WILL FOLLOW THROUGH WITH A WAY TO FINISH WHAT YOU HAVE STARTED WITH BOTH OF US. GOODBYE AGAIN. DON'T LET KARMA KILL YOU ON THE WAY OUT. DAMN MAD DANA
Beginning of Book
Yes, this is absolutely positively true. If you lived this wouldn't you write about it? Some of the names of characters in this blog are fictitious. This is an account of actual events. Some of the events have been compiled together for the flow of the story. Even when I read my own work, I wonder how it could be so. But if you study your own life and compartmentalize it into less than 200 pages, you would be surprised how interesting it really is!
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