Written by Ashton Deroy

Hi, I am Ashton Deroy, an adult with autism and brain damage. I lived with my Mother until I was 14. Someone might want answers one day on this, and I am not above publishing them without discussion. Just so those individuals can have their answers.

Format notes 1: The Bolded titles will be things I consider noteworthy in my interpretation of her post 2-3 concussions.

We moved around every year for a while.

Usually, this was centered around who she was dating. It was weird. I met a lot of people I didn’t like. I actually learned through this that I am not necessarily big on people. Jordan from Mom’s ex, Frank. Was a nice enough guy. Good taste in Music. Could not stand him. I also could not stand his father. Most noteworthy was Trent Gallant. As he would be the final person she dated. Before, I would move in with my father.

Am I suprised she is an alleged con artist?

At first, yes. Now not really. I used to tell people when I was younger that I had multiple personalities. No, I was just wrapped up in a lot of lies. Many were through her. I was also going to bulldoze those lies because, of course, I will. I am autistic and don’t have a filter. I actually think, regardless of who she dated. I would have always left her in custody. Cause I can’t stand her. She is a snake. I’m pretty sure I’ve broken even her white lies to others just because ‘I don’t care.” People aren’t buying the dignified lies about herself she puts out anyway.

How I thought she talked about Dad?

How my Mother talked about ex step bro/cousin Shane & Aunt’s half-sister, and my step-mother Melissa? To me was spot on. How does she talk about the family bush of my Dad’s second marriage? Or the Bush of Aunt Nicole? I believe she was spot on. This speaks to forever resentments of any relatives implicated in the family bush cliche. Incest is not cute. Nor is a normalized background of poor family boundaries. Due to the fact and that this is true. We can’t leave each other the F*** alone!

How would she talk directly about my father, however? It’s hard to understand her pleas of cruelty when he became more compassionate, and she became more mentally unstable. This is a fact. She was more mentally unstable than my father after her car accident. The cries of her past with him did nothing for me by the time I was 17. He was growing. She was not…. For a long time. From 17 onwards.

Why do I struggle to be around her? She complains or overshares, and it’s all she does. I don’t want to hear about the man she dates. Or crap with family. I am just not that interested in those conversations. I am not interested in any of this interpersonal crap. It’s not that I am drama free cause I am very much not. It’s that it’s a Hillbilly soap opera, and it’s embarrassing.

Why I didn’t visit despite being in virtual contact with her through her second marriage?

Religion.

It didn’t matter what she said. It didn’t matter the case she pleaded. It doesn’t matter that she ended up screwing them over, from what I heard. I avoided that home because, in my head, if you dig deep and long enough. I have no respect for the modern practice of religion

It doesn’t matter that I have done 11 hour on The Historical Jesus on Audible. I have no Respect for Religion. Despite trying to use exposure to conquer the Prejudice. The Prejudice itself persists with more context.

Mom, this comes up a lot, so I am going to put it here. A woman past her thirties picking up a New Religion? Is a cliche circus I have no interest in indulging. I don’t see things through a lens of spiritual enlightenment. I see things through the lens of a sad older lady gripping dying Traditional culture. Instead of working and using logic to embrace modernity and it’s problems.

In general, I do view my family as Regressive uninteligent people in many cases. Or in the case of my Uncle Paul, wrongfully self-righteous. In any case. This is what I think of my Mom. OH, and it goes without saying. I didn’t want to support your second marriage. I don’t want to support you in relationship pursuits at all. You were my mother.

Listen I hope you do what you want. I just don’t care. I can’t stress that enough. I don’t care and it’s like when you don’t care to the extent I do. Stuff starts coming in like… ‘Sad older lady complaining and being a buzzkill.” Or ‘Sad older lady finds Religion.” or ‘Sad Older lady gets job at Wal-Mart then immediately proceeds to lose job after calling in sick all the time.” Or ‘Sad older lady wants to stay up all night playing Facebook games.” Instead of doing self-care like exercise, work, and managing a household. It’s the inexcuseable effortless, patheticness of it all. That’s what makes reconciling impossible. We view managing a Disability very differently.

How I view the called the cops on me exit when I was 17?

I pre-prepped for Mom calling the cops on me as an abuse of parental authority with a counselor at the Community clinic, because of course, I did. As she said. ‘I am smart.” I have something called foresight. The ability to anticipate the actions of others. I have been talking to social workers about my Mother since I was 10. Cause fun fact, I blamed her for driving me insane and by 14. There was agreement with Special Ed. She was driving me insane. Then I went to live with my Dad.

After I confronted my incest relationship/cousin step-brother Shane, who lived at my Dad’s for his second marriage. I briefly lived with my Mom at 17. Hoping to cool down, calm down, and return to sanity. Nope, that didn’t happen. My Mother had to try to press me under her boot. Actions I still resent her for to this day. When that didn’t work? She tried calling the cops as an abuse of parental authority. Then I did what I practiced with the Counselor and proceeded to lose all respect and reverence for my mother, period.

There is no complex layer here. There is no ‘I got her explanation, and things are fine.” Things will never be fine. She determined she was going to intimidate a 17-year-old with the force of Justice for the Province. I am fucking done with her. What the fuck did you think would happen, Kimberly Hill Richardson? That when I processed this, all your explanation was going to come out on top. You are a tyrant Bitch and a cunt! I have self-determination. I will always have self-determination, and if any of my family gets in my way? They are welcome to remove my Boot from their ass!

Yours Truly and fuck you, Incest Circus. That’s how I have to think of family. An Incest Circus. Thanks for that Mom!

Ashton Deroy.

Stay away unless you want the truth UNFILTERED. PS . I actually love my mom. However, when a woman accuses a man in an attempt to subvert their freedoms? The idea her & I can spend time together without an intermediary is a joke. I gotta look out for myself. She is a Fraudulent cop caller 2 times confirmed. She is also destroyed my intimate relationships until I was 18 years old. No I am sick of parents. I am sick of my family. After the concussion. A switch just flipped and it said to me ‘Ashton Deroy you were supposed to punish them.” I am still not done.

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