Ex-Family Feud and Keyboard Warriors
It’s been a while since I last updated on the situation with the biological mother and her unruly daughter. Unfortunately, the issues are still ongoing with the biological mother’s trainwreck daughter continuing to spread hate and talk negatively about me and my daughter and others. These individuals are truly despicable; they deceive, cheat, and steal while pretending to be devout Christians and attending a small church in the countryside.
I’ve been lurking in the shadows, observing the incessant chatter of these keyboard warriors. The biological mother, her crazed daughter, and that third wheel they brought into this chaotic mess. I want to make one thing clear: I never dragged anyone else into this twisted drama. Although I may have spoken to a few people who were associated with her, they revealed things that I’m sure she would rather keep hidden. But I didn’t initiate their involvement in this chaos that she and her daughter have unleashed.
As I reflect on the chaos that has consumed our world back in March 2023 to the present, it’s truly insane. The funny thing is even when I didn’t talk to her for 12 years of not talking to my biological mother, she still found a way to stalk my family and invade our privacy with a digital camera in hand. Memories flood back to the early days when Myspace was the only social media platform and she and her trainwreck daughter used it to harass me endlessly. But now, with the explosion of multiple social media platforms, her daughter who is as much of a trainwreck as her mother- creates up to 10 accounts on each one just to stalk me and my daughter. Despite our repeated attempts to block them, it seems like an endless game of cat and mouse with these relentless individuals. It’s like a never-ending trainwreck that we can’t seem to escape from no matter how hard we try.
My mind is constantly plagued with thoughts of the unimaginable things I have endured at the hands of my own biological mother and her ex-husband. I wished so many times that she would have given me up for adoption I think life would have been so much better. Instead, I was forced into a life of being sexually abused by her husband as a child, a fate no innocent child should ever endure. But I refuse to let them continue to make me feel like I was the problem. By 2025, I will take control of my life and seek justice for the horrors that were inflicted upon me. It will be a year of triumph and happiness amidst the pain and trauma they caused me.
I sought the help of an attorney to address the issue that has plagued me since I had to obtain a new ID for South Carolina, now required for entry into federal buildings. You see, my biological mother did something to my name on my birth certificate that has caused ongoing complications in my life. She submitted an affidavit when I was just 8 months old, changing my name to something else entirely. What’s more, she signed the legal paperwork as “Laura,” even though that wasn’t her actual legal name. Her reasoning? She didn’t like her given name, Loy, and instead chose to use “Laura” on this official document. But it gets even worse: she had me going by multiple names throughout my childhood – Misty, Michelle, Mechelle – yet I was never once called by the name she changed it to: Laurali. The constant confusion and deception have left a lasting impact on me.
From a young age, the biological mother spun a web of lies around me, deceiving not only me but also the government. She concocted a story that I had not one, but two biological fathers, switching their roles and labeling my stepfather as my “real” father. But this was just the beginning of her deceitful game. In order to cover up her lies, she had my stepfather change our last name – an act that she claimed was legal, but in reality was fraudulent due to her falsified birth certificate. And as if that wasn’t enough, she continued to deceive even when it could have all been exposed. Throughout my entire schooling, I went by the wrong name thanks to her manipulation. And when I got married at the young age of 16, I still needed her by my side at the Social Security office – a clear red flag that something was amiss. It wasn’t until I met my second husband that I started to unravel the layers of deception and discovered the truth: I had multiple names and two biological fathers…a terrifying realization that left me questioning everything about my identity and past.
As I delved deeper into the matter, I couldn’t help but question the blacked-out section at the top of my birth certificate and the mention of two biological fathers. My inquiries were met with evasive responses from the biological mother responsible for this discrepancy. She tried to blame it on the Social Security office’s error, but upon closer examination, it was clear that she, Laura, had personally signed the paperwork with her own name instead of Loy her given name. This deceitful act caused me immense difficulties in changing my driver’s license, as well as potentially denying me access to social security and Medicare benefits that she herself is receiving. Just recently, I encountered yet another hurdle when I needed to update my driver’s license to comply with new federal ID laws. The ongoing repercussions of this one person’s lies continue to haunt me and cause unnecessary stress in my life. It is a travesty that if something were to happen to my husband, I would be unable to claim his social security due to the false information attributed to my name by the biological mother. As a result, I am taking legal action against her for the damages incurred since childhood, including discrepancies on my children’s birth certificates and marriage licenses, as well as her attempts to change my last name through dishonest means before the courts.
The biological mother was a self-absorbed, manipulative individual. The birth certificate I held in my hands was just one example of her deceitful actions, but there were others. She had done the same thing to my sister Jaime’s birth certificate, but with a twist – she didn’t lie because Jaime’s father was present. This only further highlighted the callousness and calculating nature of the biological mother. Sadly, this wasn’t the only time she had played games with names and identities, as she had done it once more to another unsuspecting child. Her reputation as a narcissist preceded her; her need for control and manipulation knew no bounds. People often say to move on and forget about it, but how can one simply let go of all the damage that she has caused – from the trauma of sexual abuse to the constant lies and manipulation surrounding my name? It is not easy to move past something that was not my fault, but rather a consequence of the biological mother’s unscrupulous actions as a perpetual liar. I refuse to ever call her my mother because she will never be my mother EVER! Mothers don’t do things like the biological mother did to me.
While showing my granddaughter some photos of her, she asked me if one of the pictures was actually of me. It triggered a memory of when her ex-boyfriend captured a video of me in the shower without my knowledge or consent. As I stood there naked, he filmed me from head to toe while the biological mother stood nearby and opened the shower curtain, exposing me with my hands over my face. It was a disturbing and violating experience, especially since this man was not my father or even the mother’s husband – just someone she was living with at the time. There were also other videos that were equally suggestive, which I have in my possession because she accidentally gave them to me. I have never watched them and never want to again, but I keep them locked away for proof if needed.
The biological mother claimed to be a perfect mother, but the truth is she did nothing for her daughters. She wasn’t the “Suzy homemaker” she liked to portray herself; I was the one raising her children while she went out with friends to bars and Air Force bases in pursuit of young men. I even took her youngest child on dates with my boyfriend at that time I was 15 years old because she was too busy having affairs behind her husband’s back. It’s a miracle I never contracted an STD from her former husband who was sexually assaulting me, considering the number of women he cheated with. But that didn’t matter to her, because her own selfish desires were more important than her three children. That’s one of the reasons why I got married – to escape the sexual assault, physical abuse, and emotional distress I endured at the hands of her and her husband behind closed doors that she still denies never happened.
I can hear her on the other side of this screen, lying through her teeth. I’ve been telling the same story my entire life, but you always shut me down when I was a child. You called me a liar and believed your husband’s word, so he continued to abuse me. And as time went on, you would always say that if I learned to tell the truth, things would get better. But I did tell the truth and I was punished for it. Your husband would come into my bedroom and assault me. To this day, I can describe his genitals and even what he was wearing because it’s burned into my memory. A grown man was on top of me while I was just a 10-year-old child! But if I refused or said no, I would be punished by standing outside in winter weather with no proper clothing for over 30 minutes. The next-door neighbor knew what was going on because she and her husband were friends of yours. Yet, to this day she stands behind him even in death even though he owned that what he did to me was wrong and apologized the biological mother agrees that nothing ever happened. I hope all of you end up in hell for not stepping up and protecting a child that you knew was being sexually abused!
Finally onto the train wreck daughter of hers who loves to cause issues and call people names. When I say when I was in my 40s I had my children grown and my grandchildren came along and I got my college degree and was an ADULT! The train wreck lives off her 73-year-old mother and her 73-year-old husband sits on social media 24/7 bashing people calling them people names such as fat, flabby crabby, cows, and pigs. Now my daughter works and makes DAMN GOOD MONEY and doesn’t live off of the government! Has her own mortgage new home new car pays her own bills! But the train wreck daughter goes and bashes my daughter and me online calling us both names but she is smoking MJ, cigarettes, drinking fireball, going to food banks in their area to get FREE FOOD and other things!! But wants to talk about me and my daughter is it because we live better than you? We can afford the things that you want? Are you jealous because we have nice things? Well, you are too busy being sticky fingers wanting to shoplift or still other people’s animals from their yards and try and make a sale off of a small dog! The sad thing is her mother allowed her to shoplift when she was a teenager and refused to make her go back in and make her pay for stealing! So she taught her son how to do the same thing it is disgusting!
I’m going to end this here for now and update you later about my appointment with my attorney on the whole BS name issue!!!!
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