The Madness of the Queen....and Dawn Breaks.
I Know. I should have spoken up by now, but until today I didn't feel it was time. I'm getting a divorce this year. My soon to be ex-wife is mentally ill, a pathelogical liar and a thief.
Its been over a year now since Beth an I separated. Back then when all this began...the separation...I still had a hope that things could be made right. That we could return to being what I thought was a happy family. What I never realized was we really weren't a happy family. I mean Alex and I got along well enough, but Beth and I had long ago stopped really communicating with each other on a meaningful level.
I think we stopped talking...really...when our son James died in childbirth, or shortly thereafter. I think that's where all this madness began. I think in losing our first child Beth collapsed inside and just never came out of it. She was left in a dark place to sit quietly in her silence mourning the loss of our child. Over time I was able to at least move on with my life, but in her case it might as well still be moments after we lost our son.
I believe, after speaking to a friend that when she had her mental breakdown, she began fixating on the loss of James and after we had Alex, it became a full blown paranoia of losing Alex in some way. So she did everything in her power to keep him away from the world, to isolate his exposure to the rest of the world, the world that could in her mental state take him away from her.
So as the years went by and it was finally time to send Alex to public school in Toledo, Beth made the irrational choice to simply keep him at home. No, I don't mean homeschooling Alex, I mean she just didn't school him at all. No reading, no writing, and only basic math skills. She made Alex absolutely dependent on her by denying him the most basic things that a person needs to advance in their lives.
To insure that I never knew about what she was doing, Beth even went so far as to dress Alex up in a Toledo Public School uniform after I to went off to work during the day, so that I would see him in the school uniform and never question whether or not he had been going to school. At that point based on all of the evidence, I assumed like any reasonable person based on the evidence present that Alex was going to school.
Whenever I asked why Alex didn't seem to be progressing as fast as other children, Beth told me that he had problems in school and also had Dyslexia. So for a time I didn't question her. Why would a mother or parent for that matter not send their child to school? When we lost our house in Toledo and was forced to move down to Cincinnati to stay with my parents. I still thought that Alex was going to school. More lies on the part of Beth.
And finally last year, my parents started questioning why Alex didn't seem to be advancing. Not long after that, Beth moved us to Milford. At that time I thought it was so that we could get on with our lives. What I didn't know is that Beth had isolated me too. I loved her, and the sad part about love is we as people will believe in the best of our significant others even when they are doing wrong. I was so caught up in all of her lies that I simply did not know what the truth really was.
Pretty much from the moment that Beth, Alex and I moved to Milford the arguments began between Beth and I. I have to say, that looking back on all of the arguments, they were for the stupidest things and they should never have been allowed to escalate into arguments at all.
During our time in Milford, I started noticing that there was no home schooling going on for Alex at all. I would constantly ask about his teachers and report cards, and in the end, Beth would simply tell me another lie and then ignore me.
When I really noticed that something was wrong was when I went off to Origins in Columbus in 2010. Even before it we had had several less than peaceful early morning meetings with our deadbeat landlord about problems with getting the utilities shifted over to us, and the a rent check bounced. The story that I got from Beth was that someone had tried to access out bank account and that PNC had locked the account for a time. It sounded logical at the time, so I let the issue drop. Then Origins 2010 came around and Andrew and I headed up to Columbus to run the Dark Aeons/Cthulhu International events at the convention. While at the convention, I needed to get some money from the bank so that I would have some spending money while there and so I would have gas money as well for the return trip home. So the day that I went to get the cash from out joint checking account, this time around I wasnt able to get anything out of the account. It seemed to be locked up again. So I called Beth to find out what had happened, and she simply told me that it was the issue with the illegal access that some woman was trying to get to our account. So Beth tells me to wait until she calls me back; at which point I was able to get about 50-60 dollars from the account.
So I make the trip back to Milford and find out that Beth had been spending a lot of time with one of the playtesters in the Dark Aeons group, a guy named Matt. What I didn't know at the time was that she had been having an affair with Matt. So I get back to Milford, and life seems to return to normal...except for the arguments. They start heating up and its almost every other day that she and I ended up in shouting matches with one another. And Alex was caught in the middle of this. Which made it all the more horrific.
So the day comes that we have the final argument, it was about a Playstation 2 if you can believe the stupidity of the argument. I had wanted one for Alex and myself, but we were getting bad reviews about it through Beth from people that she knew and the store owner. So rather than argue with he, I simply tell her to do whatever she wanted to then I went out to the car/van to wait for her and Alex. At the time, I thought it pretty idiotic that we went all the way up there to see about one if she already knew that they had a bad track record. So we fought and argued about that in the car ride back to the apartment. When we finally got back to the apartment, the argument escalated to worse than it had ever been before. She started shouting at me to "get out", things got horrifically heated for a brief moment and the argument finally ended.
For the next week and a half I tried to make up for my part in the argument. And then one evening Beth's friend Laura came down with her kids. Alex at the time had been acting out a bit, he basically went running to open the front down when he didn't know who might be standing behind it. I knew that we had been having problems with out psychotic landlord, so I stopped Alex for opening the door and that turned into a tantrum on his part and I did spank him once and sent him to his room. that evening Alex retaliated by locking himself into his room. So realizing that he might get hurt in there I pounded on the door a moment or two to get him to open the door for me. Alex being angry and a little scared wouldnt open the door. So I was forced to take the door handle off and switched his locking door handle with the not-locking door handle for our bed room.
That night Beth convinced me to allow Alex to go up to Toledo with Laura to spend some time with her kids and to she his grandparents. What I didnt know was that about a week later Beth made the decision to leave Cincinnati permanently and simply not tell me. The day that she left we sat down and talked about a trial separation. At the time I wasnt really for it, but in the end I think it was for the best. Because if hadn't had the time to just sit and think, I would never have started seeing all of the deception that was really there, that Beth was creating to cover up her lies within lies.
Once I figured out that she had left me....abandoned me...I went through a period of depression that lasted about a week. In which, I refused to eat and drank very little in the way of water. I think somehow, what I did was a cleansing ritual that allowed me to purge my body of all of the bad shit that I had been letting build up in it. Because in a moment of prophesy, I was able to see my entire life from the point of view of an outsider. I saw it without bias or self deception. I was able to see everything that I had ever done wrong in my life and I made the decision to start fixing every relationship that I had in my life. I required going to everyone that I knew and telling them what I just gone through, and admitting to everything that I had ever done wrong. Once I was able to speak to Beth on the phone, I even laid everything bare to her too.
With that moment of self discovery behind me, I set out to spend as much time that summer with Alex that I could. And with Beth not there to continue her lies, I was able to see Alex as he truly was...a very troubled young boy. I spent every moment that I could with Alex that summer, getting to know my son again. By the end of the summer, I knew that he had never gone to school in the Lakota school district and that the same was true of Milford. So I made the decision that I would be putting Alex into school down here in Cincinnati/West Chester and to hell with what Beth wanted for his schooling. I wanted to be sure that he was actually going to school and I knew that the only way that I would truly knew was if I handled his schooling myself.
So one evening before he was supposed to go back to Toledo, I called Beth up and told her that I was enrolling Alex into school down here. She flipped out and started telling me that I couldnt, that she had already enrolled him in school up in Toledo. Somewhere deep inside of me, I knew that was a lie. And because of that; I stood my ground with her. In the next day of 2, she called me back and countered with another option; it was that I move back up to Toledo and get a place up there and that we would both handle his schooling up there. It sounded like a good idea, and at the time I still did love her and I wanted to try to piece together our broken family. So I agreed.
Alex made the journey back up to Toledo with her, and for the next month I was making day trips up there back and forth from Cincinnati to go to job interviews and to look for apartments. The lying began again when it came to the apartments. And that dragged on for about 2 months. During August 2010 I was injured in a car accident that destroyed my Camaro. I ended up getting a 1999 Chrysler 300m to replace it. The day that my car was destroyed, I found a possible job through Burger King as an Assistant Manager.
So Beth drove me back to Cincinnati and I spent about 3-4 weeks using my Dad's car. Eventually the job came through and I made the move to Toledo. Upon getting up there I found that the apartment that Beth and I were working on getting for me had stalled, and I had a job coming up. So I was stuck living at a hotel for about a month (sept) while I continued to believe that Beth was working on the apartment situation. What I didnt know at the time was that there was never any apartment to be had and that it was just another lie added to the growing pile of lies that she was telling and hiding behind. It got to the point at one point, that I had to wait for her every day after work just to get to talk to her about the apartment because she was dodging all of my calls.
As of Oct 15th, I was finally fed up with Beth and her antic, so my father and I started beating the streets of Toledo to find me an apartment on our own. The same day that we went out looking we found one and signed the lease agreement. Beth didn't know this and I kept her in the dark about me getting the apartment so that she didnt screw anything up with my apartment or job. By this point, I fully believe that the GM that was training me thought I was a complete nut job because up until the day that we signed the lease, I had been panicking about the apartment situation at work to the point that it was harming my training.
So I finally had my apartment, and there was no way that Beth was going to push me out of Toledo, or stop me from taking part in my son's life. So once the apartment situation was settled, I started working on getting to meet with Alex's supposed teachers and tutor. So the months started to drag by and every week there was a new excuse of why I couldnt see Alex's teachers and why I wasnt getting copies of his report cards.
So lets advance things to March, by this point I was certain that Alex was not going to school, and in December, Beth even confirmed that he wasnt going to school, but he was seeing a tutor (another lie). Alex was spending alot of time with me while Beth was at work and even when she was off work. So finally I told her that if Alex didnt enter school I was going to call Child Protective Services (CPS) on her for what she was doing to out son. So we battled back and forth for about 2 weeks and finally I just said screw it one day and I started making the call. Alex saw me start dialing and ran into the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife out of my knife rack and tried to stab himself in the heart. He made me promise him that I would NEVER call CPS on his mother. So I didnt. But I did call he and told her what Alex had just done because of our arguing about his schooling and wellbeing. That night at around 2-3am, she calls me up on my cell and asks me to come out to her car.
That is where she admitted that she just wasnt capable of taking care of our son, and that she wanted me to take care of him. I tell her of course I would. At that point we talked a little bit more and she drove off.
From that day forward, it was another battle with her to get Alex's supposed Tutor documents in regards to what little schooling that she had tried to give him (another lie on her part). And she misplaced his birth certificate and Social Security card. All of this was meant to hinder me from getting Alex into school. In April, I was fired from my job by my GM and BK. So I was desperately trying to make sure that Alex and I was getting by, and because of not having Alex's SS card and birth certificate, I was stalled in getting help from Job and Family Services.
So the time goes by and my Mother happens to be the one that eventually gets us the documents that was needed for public assistance, and Beth is no where in sight. What I have said up until now was that Beth and I filed out taxes jointly so that we could get the earned income tax credit. And that Beth was doing everything in her power to force me to leave Toledo without Alex.
After a few threats on my part to call the Internal Revenue Service about Beth and how she ran off with my tax papers and tax refund, she finally relents and agrees to only take 1,000 dollars from it and to give the rest of the 4,100 dollars to Alex and I to live on. So with the tax money, that allowed Alex and I to breath a little easier. But I still didnt have a job, and there was nothing definite based on the interviews that I had already gone to.
One of Beth's last actions before her disappeared from Alex's life was to buy him a used Xbox360 and some games with her tax money. I, of course, bought Alex some games and another controlled for the console so that I could play it with him. And basically from that moment forward, she have not seen Beth and only heard from her through vague and deceptive text messages. She has not bothered to even attempt to call to speak with Alex. And Alex has gotten to the point that he doesn't even bother to ask about his mother, and only brings it up after I had made one of my weekly calls to her in an attempt to force her to bring this divorce to a close and to get her to sign the papers that will official resign her rights as a parent.
In the end, Beth finally did admit that she had never sent our son to school EVER. She didnt even bother to try to come up with an excuse of why, and she knew that I had already met with all of the schools in the area. So all of the lies were over. That day she said good bye to Alex and since then, she hasnt even attempted to contact Alex (Its been since the beginning of May that she has been out of touch with her son ...4 months).
Alex is now in school here in West Chester, and he is actually learning. The Dyslexia that his mother said that he had is most likely a lie at this point because I have spoken with the teaching staff of his school and they tell me that because he can't read at this point, there is no way that a test could have been done, or can be done at this point to confirm or deny the condition.
At this point, all I want is this divorce over with. I want Beth Ann Baker aka Beth Ann Thomas aka Jaelynn Rose (yes, she is living under an assumed name to hide from all of her creditors and from the state that is coming for her for Child Support for Alex) out of our lives. I will not try to stop her from seeing Alex, but it will always be supervised now. She can not be trusted to keep her word, ever. She is a liar and a thief. She is mentally ill and can not be trusted to care for children.
So If you are one of her friends, you really need to start asking yourself why would a mother ever do that to her own child? And if you are allowing her to spend time with your children, why isn't she even trying to contact her own son in order to spend time with him?
I started this post weeks ago and it is finally finished.
Good Night.
Its been over a year now since Beth an I separated. Back then when all this began...the separation...I still had a hope that things could be made right. That we could return to being what I thought was a happy family. What I never realized was we really weren't a happy family. I mean Alex and I got along well enough, but Beth and I had long ago stopped really communicating with each other on a meaningful level.
I think we stopped talking...really...when our son James died in childbirth, or shortly thereafter. I think that's where all this madness began. I think in losing our first child Beth collapsed inside and just never came out of it. She was left in a dark place to sit quietly in her silence mourning the loss of our child. Over time I was able to at least move on with my life, but in her case it might as well still be moments after we lost our son.
I believe, after speaking to a friend that when she had her mental breakdown, she began fixating on the loss of James and after we had Alex, it became a full blown paranoia of losing Alex in some way. So she did everything in her power to keep him away from the world, to isolate his exposure to the rest of the world, the world that could in her mental state take him away from her.
So as the years went by and it was finally time to send Alex to public school in Toledo, Beth made the irrational choice to simply keep him at home. No, I don't mean homeschooling Alex, I mean she just didn't school him at all. No reading, no writing, and only basic math skills. She made Alex absolutely dependent on her by denying him the most basic things that a person needs to advance in their lives.
To insure that I never knew about what she was doing, Beth even went so far as to dress Alex up in a Toledo Public School uniform after I to went off to work during the day, so that I would see him in the school uniform and never question whether or not he had been going to school. At that point based on all of the evidence, I assumed like any reasonable person based on the evidence present that Alex was going to school.
Whenever I asked why Alex didn't seem to be progressing as fast as other children, Beth told me that he had problems in school and also had Dyslexia. So for a time I didn't question her. Why would a mother or parent for that matter not send their child to school? When we lost our house in Toledo and was forced to move down to Cincinnati to stay with my parents. I still thought that Alex was going to school. More lies on the part of Beth.
And finally last year, my parents started questioning why Alex didn't seem to be advancing. Not long after that, Beth moved us to Milford. At that time I thought it was so that we could get on with our lives. What I didn't know is that Beth had isolated me too. I loved her, and the sad part about love is we as people will believe in the best of our significant others even when they are doing wrong. I was so caught up in all of her lies that I simply did not know what the truth really was.
Pretty much from the moment that Beth, Alex and I moved to Milford the arguments began between Beth and I. I have to say, that looking back on all of the arguments, they were for the stupidest things and they should never have been allowed to escalate into arguments at all.
During our time in Milford, I started noticing that there was no home schooling going on for Alex at all. I would constantly ask about his teachers and report cards, and in the end, Beth would simply tell me another lie and then ignore me.
When I really noticed that something was wrong was when I went off to Origins in Columbus in 2010. Even before it we had had several less than peaceful early morning meetings with our deadbeat landlord about problems with getting the utilities shifted over to us, and the a rent check bounced. The story that I got from Beth was that someone had tried to access out bank account and that PNC had locked the account for a time. It sounded logical at the time, so I let the issue drop. Then Origins 2010 came around and Andrew and I headed up to Columbus to run the Dark Aeons/Cthulhu International events at the convention. While at the convention, I needed to get some money from the bank so that I would have some spending money while there and so I would have gas money as well for the return trip home. So the day that I went to get the cash from out joint checking account, this time around I wasnt able to get anything out of the account. It seemed to be locked up again. So I called Beth to find out what had happened, and she simply told me that it was the issue with the illegal access that some woman was trying to get to our account. So Beth tells me to wait until she calls me back; at which point I was able to get about 50-60 dollars from the account.
So I make the trip back to Milford and find out that Beth had been spending a lot of time with one of the playtesters in the Dark Aeons group, a guy named Matt. What I didn't know at the time was that she had been having an affair with Matt. So I get back to Milford, and life seems to return to normal...except for the arguments. They start heating up and its almost every other day that she and I ended up in shouting matches with one another. And Alex was caught in the middle of this. Which made it all the more horrific.
So the day comes that we have the final argument, it was about a Playstation 2 if you can believe the stupidity of the argument. I had wanted one for Alex and myself, but we were getting bad reviews about it through Beth from people that she knew and the store owner. So rather than argue with he, I simply tell her to do whatever she wanted to then I went out to the car/van to wait for her and Alex. At the time, I thought it pretty idiotic that we went all the way up there to see about one if she already knew that they had a bad track record. So we fought and argued about that in the car ride back to the apartment. When we finally got back to the apartment, the argument escalated to worse than it had ever been before. She started shouting at me to "get out", things got horrifically heated for a brief moment and the argument finally ended.
For the next week and a half I tried to make up for my part in the argument. And then one evening Beth's friend Laura came down with her kids. Alex at the time had been acting out a bit, he basically went running to open the front down when he didn't know who might be standing behind it. I knew that we had been having problems with out psychotic landlord, so I stopped Alex for opening the door and that turned into a tantrum on his part and I did spank him once and sent him to his room. that evening Alex retaliated by locking himself into his room. So realizing that he might get hurt in there I pounded on the door a moment or two to get him to open the door for me. Alex being angry and a little scared wouldnt open the door. So I was forced to take the door handle off and switched his locking door handle with the not-locking door handle for our bed room.
That night Beth convinced me to allow Alex to go up to Toledo with Laura to spend some time with her kids and to she his grandparents. What I didnt know was that about a week later Beth made the decision to leave Cincinnati permanently and simply not tell me. The day that she left we sat down and talked about a trial separation. At the time I wasnt really for it, but in the end I think it was for the best. Because if hadn't had the time to just sit and think, I would never have started seeing all of the deception that was really there, that Beth was creating to cover up her lies within lies.
Once I figured out that she had left me....abandoned me...I went through a period of depression that lasted about a week. In which, I refused to eat and drank very little in the way of water. I think somehow, what I did was a cleansing ritual that allowed me to purge my body of all of the bad shit that I had been letting build up in it. Because in a moment of prophesy, I was able to see my entire life from the point of view of an outsider. I saw it without bias or self deception. I was able to see everything that I had ever done wrong in my life and I made the decision to start fixing every relationship that I had in my life. I required going to everyone that I knew and telling them what I just gone through, and admitting to everything that I had ever done wrong. Once I was able to speak to Beth on the phone, I even laid everything bare to her too.
With that moment of self discovery behind me, I set out to spend as much time that summer with Alex that I could. And with Beth not there to continue her lies, I was able to see Alex as he truly was...a very troubled young boy. I spent every moment that I could with Alex that summer, getting to know my son again. By the end of the summer, I knew that he had never gone to school in the Lakota school district and that the same was true of Milford. So I made the decision that I would be putting Alex into school down here in Cincinnati/West Chester and to hell with what Beth wanted for his schooling. I wanted to be sure that he was actually going to school and I knew that the only way that I would truly knew was if I handled his schooling myself.
So one evening before he was supposed to go back to Toledo, I called Beth up and told her that I was enrolling Alex into school down here. She flipped out and started telling me that I couldnt, that she had already enrolled him in school up in Toledo. Somewhere deep inside of me, I knew that was a lie. And because of that; I stood my ground with her. In the next day of 2, she called me back and countered with another option; it was that I move back up to Toledo and get a place up there and that we would both handle his schooling up there. It sounded like a good idea, and at the time I still did love her and I wanted to try to piece together our broken family. So I agreed.
Alex made the journey back up to Toledo with her, and for the next month I was making day trips up there back and forth from Cincinnati to go to job interviews and to look for apartments. The lying began again when it came to the apartments. And that dragged on for about 2 months. During August 2010 I was injured in a car accident that destroyed my Camaro. I ended up getting a 1999 Chrysler 300m to replace it. The day that my car was destroyed, I found a possible job through Burger King as an Assistant Manager.
So Beth drove me back to Cincinnati and I spent about 3-4 weeks using my Dad's car. Eventually the job came through and I made the move to Toledo. Upon getting up there I found that the apartment that Beth and I were working on getting for me had stalled, and I had a job coming up. So I was stuck living at a hotel for about a month (sept) while I continued to believe that Beth was working on the apartment situation. What I didnt know at the time was that there was never any apartment to be had and that it was just another lie added to the growing pile of lies that she was telling and hiding behind. It got to the point at one point, that I had to wait for her every day after work just to get to talk to her about the apartment because she was dodging all of my calls.
As of Oct 15th, I was finally fed up with Beth and her antic, so my father and I started beating the streets of Toledo to find me an apartment on our own. The same day that we went out looking we found one and signed the lease agreement. Beth didn't know this and I kept her in the dark about me getting the apartment so that she didnt screw anything up with my apartment or job. By this point, I fully believe that the GM that was training me thought I was a complete nut job because up until the day that we signed the lease, I had been panicking about the apartment situation at work to the point that it was harming my training.
So I finally had my apartment, and there was no way that Beth was going to push me out of Toledo, or stop me from taking part in my son's life. So once the apartment situation was settled, I started working on getting to meet with Alex's supposed teachers and tutor. So the months started to drag by and every week there was a new excuse of why I couldnt see Alex's teachers and why I wasnt getting copies of his report cards.
So lets advance things to March, by this point I was certain that Alex was not going to school, and in December, Beth even confirmed that he wasnt going to school, but he was seeing a tutor (another lie). Alex was spending alot of time with me while Beth was at work and even when she was off work. So finally I told her that if Alex didnt enter school I was going to call Child Protective Services (CPS) on her for what she was doing to out son. So we battled back and forth for about 2 weeks and finally I just said screw it one day and I started making the call. Alex saw me start dialing and ran into the kitchen and grabbed a steak knife out of my knife rack and tried to stab himself in the heart. He made me promise him that I would NEVER call CPS on his mother. So I didnt. But I did call he and told her what Alex had just done because of our arguing about his schooling and wellbeing. That night at around 2-3am, she calls me up on my cell and asks me to come out to her car.
That is where she admitted that she just wasnt capable of taking care of our son, and that she wanted me to take care of him. I tell her of course I would. At that point we talked a little bit more and she drove off.
From that day forward, it was another battle with her to get Alex's supposed Tutor documents in regards to what little schooling that she had tried to give him (another lie on her part). And she misplaced his birth certificate and Social Security card. All of this was meant to hinder me from getting Alex into school. In April, I was fired from my job by my GM and BK. So I was desperately trying to make sure that Alex and I was getting by, and because of not having Alex's SS card and birth certificate, I was stalled in getting help from Job and Family Services.
So the time goes by and my Mother happens to be the one that eventually gets us the documents that was needed for public assistance, and Beth is no where in sight. What I have said up until now was that Beth and I filed out taxes jointly so that we could get the earned income tax credit. And that Beth was doing everything in her power to force me to leave Toledo without Alex.
After a few threats on my part to call the Internal Revenue Service about Beth and how she ran off with my tax papers and tax refund, she finally relents and agrees to only take 1,000 dollars from it and to give the rest of the 4,100 dollars to Alex and I to live on. So with the tax money, that allowed Alex and I to breath a little easier. But I still didnt have a job, and there was nothing definite based on the interviews that I had already gone to.
One of Beth's last actions before her disappeared from Alex's life was to buy him a used Xbox360 and some games with her tax money. I, of course, bought Alex some games and another controlled for the console so that I could play it with him. And basically from that moment forward, she have not seen Beth and only heard from her through vague and deceptive text messages. She has not bothered to even attempt to call to speak with Alex. And Alex has gotten to the point that he doesn't even bother to ask about his mother, and only brings it up after I had made one of my weekly calls to her in an attempt to force her to bring this divorce to a close and to get her to sign the papers that will official resign her rights as a parent.
In the end, Beth finally did admit that she had never sent our son to school EVER. She didnt even bother to try to come up with an excuse of why, and she knew that I had already met with all of the schools in the area. So all of the lies were over. That day she said good bye to Alex and since then, she hasnt even attempted to contact Alex (Its been since the beginning of May that she has been out of touch with her son ...4 months).
Alex is now in school here in West Chester, and he is actually learning. The Dyslexia that his mother said that he had is most likely a lie at this point because I have spoken with the teaching staff of his school and they tell me that because he can't read at this point, there is no way that a test could have been done, or can be done at this point to confirm or deny the condition.
At this point, all I want is this divorce over with. I want Beth Ann Baker aka Beth Ann Thomas aka Jaelynn Rose (yes, she is living under an assumed name to hide from all of her creditors and from the state that is coming for her for Child Support for Alex) out of our lives. I will not try to stop her from seeing Alex, but it will always be supervised now. She can not be trusted to keep her word, ever. She is a liar and a thief. She is mentally ill and can not be trusted to care for children.
So If you are one of her friends, you really need to start asking yourself why would a mother ever do that to her own child? And if you are allowing her to spend time with your children, why isn't she even trying to contact her own son in order to spend time with him?
I started this post weeks ago and it is finally finished.
Good Night.