PART 1: Events Leading up to the First Red Flag.

 

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Synopsis :: This is the detailed story about how I discovered, at the age of 50, that my oldest sister is an evil psychopath. Even though she exhibited various traits over her entire life, it all came down to one little accident — the first red flag — and how I was determined to find where it led.

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From his pre-school years, my son David showed a strong knack for logic, intelligence and wit … well beyond his years. That was supported in his annual test scores, the national testing meant to compare students nationwide, by age and grade.

He consistently scored in the top 1% in both science and mathematics, and the top 10% is just about everything else. David had read more books by the time he hit middle school than I’ve read in my entire life. And in sixth grade, he was invited to attend our state university’s Saturday School for the Gifted.

It was about the time he started middle school when I noticed his friends were not coming around anymore. I casually asked on multiple occasions, but each time he avoided any real discussion about it, and I saw no reason to push it … at least not with him.

Considering his personality type, I suspected he had been targeted by bullies, and that was eventually confirmed.

The National Cover-up: Bullies in our Schools

After the school’s ongoing denials about the bully problem — except for one brave teacher — another incident occurred on a Tuesday in March, 2003, that had been witnessed by a volunteer (parent) on lunch duty. She found David being “ganged-up by at least a half dozen boys.”

It would be tough for them to continue to deny it.

They continued to deny it.

The biggest shock was when school administrators implied that my son must have a problem because he was getting ganged-up on. Hence, they suggested that he get help.

So, let me get this straight: if an innocent person gets bullied and harassed, that person is guilty of being a victim. This proved to me, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that having advanced degrees is not a substitute for intelligence.

I told his counselor that I would be taking him out of school for the remainder of the week, and hopefully longer, while I considered his options.

Continued in Part 2 …

 

 

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This documentary uncovers the details beginning in 2003, and how a simple accident became the catalyst of identifying a family of sociopaths — my family, covering four generations. It is my hope that reading this will allow people to relate some of it to their own lives, what to look for, and what to look-out for. To avoid making the mistakes I made — mistakes that led to being targeted by multiple sociopaths, my character brutally destroyed, and being outcast as a pariah.

On the positive side, it led me to begin climbing a mountain of research, enabling me to finally have answers about my life, and the major players in it — so much so that it’s correctly re-written my history, providing answers I never expected to know, from questions I wouldn’t have known to ask.

It led me to start documenting events, seeing relationships between events that I had never considered before, and driving me to eventually begin publishing what I was uncovering. This site went online in August 2009 as my second attempt. I made mistakes with my first attempt, which taught me a new lesson — just how resourcefully-revengeful a sociopath can be, and how quickly and successfully they can attack in ways I never imagined. It’s as if a sociopath has troops ready for war at a moment’s notice.

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