Preamble – Just For david
A “compensatory authoritarian parent” is a parent — often a father — who, lacking personal accomplishments, self-worth, or competence, attempts to assert control, significance, or legacy by harshly disciplining or controlling their children. This parent uses authoritarian methods (e.g., verbal or physical abuse, rigid expectations, punitive discipline) under the belief that hardness builds strength, often projecting their own failures onto the child.
Characteristics:
- Insecure identity or failure to self-actualize.
- Compensates for personal inadequacy by forcing children to “succeed.”
- Employs violence or fear as motivation.
- Often uses phrases like “I’m doing this for your own good.”
- May exhibit narcissistic or authoritarian traits.
Hows the heart ol’son…. doesnt sound like its doing you well…. thats what a life of abusing people will do to you… its not just that we here are ashamed of you. I was one of the only people around that you know that actually got to meet your dad, and hes ashamed of you too. You never made it to one tenth of the man he was…and I respect that man…You wasted your entire existence on earth doing absolutely nothing….like literally your entire existence your whole life was kicked out of Marines, lie about reasons, live on disability…and pretend to be a victim…. if you didnt get disability you’d probably be a lot lizard somewhere warm…
Nebraska
I remember meeting David for the first time well get there, let me set the stage, cause I have probably the 2nd longest history that you will hear….
Setting the stage – … My mom and I lived in a single wide trailer in Springfield,Ne…. To be honest, it was rough but we got it done, my mom worked nights or evenings and while I went to school during the day, she slept….she will tell you a funny story of me trying to make grilled cheese in the morning and Ill tell you a funny story of her trying to fix my mess…. .I do specifically remember certain times when I was watching Bozo the clown in Chicago or in later years Mr Wizard on TV if Mom pulled into the driveway from work I was already late walking to school, and Id actually have to run to make it on time…..Mom was doing a great job she was thriving but we weren’t missing any meals, and she was an independent Woman, that honestly didn’t need a man. My Mom was in her prime…… I learned a lot from her at that age. But…….she decided she wanted to start dating again about the time I was 7 …..I think she vetted some guys before bringing them around to me. She brought about 3 to me and asked me what I felt about each one….I do remember saying david was a no instantly I just didnt like him…. there was one guy that I liked, but she didnt like him cause he was older (wtf did you even bring him then) and I dont even know the third guy this far along (guess both mom and I agree he was a nobody) But Mom settled on this guy david that I didnt like… they would be in the front part of the trailer or the “living room” doing what 30 year olds do there, and I would hide out in my one little room in the trailer to get away from it….id figure out how to take up my time but…..nature has to happen and the bathroom was directly across from my bedroom unfortunately every time Id open my door to go to the bathroom my door hinges would squeak, and the first day it was ok…..then after a couple days there was an ask “what are you doing” then Id reply “just going to the bathroom” I am not lying here when I say in 30 days that changed to “why the fuck are you opening your door again” – directed to a 7 year old opening his bedroom door just to go to the bathroom…. I am not afraid to share that as a 7 year old living in Nebaska David Kale had made me so afraid of crossing a hallway to actually use a toilet or even just come out of my room that I decided pissing in the corner of my closet was the better option…
Soooooo..One day….. My mom and this excuse for a man seem to be having a fight. I can hear her telling him to get out, and I do think its safe to come out of my room, so I peak around the corner and as I walk toward the living room I see him open hand slap my mom and walk out the door… while I hate to see my mom slapped she shouts at him to never come back and I am relieved and comfort my mom.I tell my mom at least we never have to see him again……
Chapter II
Moving to California
This is like 2 weeks later and everything is great…after I thought that the worst was behind us (and I in no way do i mean this in a disrespectful way to my brother)…My mom tells me that shes Pregnant…im going to have a sibling…ummmmm what?
1 week later its load everything you need in a 76 Caprice…… my question is why california and eventually she told me well we are going to meet david out there…. I specifically remember standing over our coffee table at 7 years old and telling her Mom this isnt a good idea…and i can still hear the red flag now…of her saying “itll be different when we get out there” I was so concerned when we left that the broom was still sitting against the coffee table, i didnt let that go until we probably hit colorado
Arriving in California
I know we stopped in Reno to sleep and David pushed my mom to continue on…so we had to rush into CA I think it was about 2am Oct 17 1989. We landed at normas @ 8059 Glen valley Cir, I got out of the car and saw David. I had to sleep on normas Couch that night, and I pissed her couch while I slept cause I knew that my life had just majorly changed in a way I was not in control of…
Condo – Start
I do have to say my first introduction to the Condo was pleasant- little d had schmoozed over Norma and Mona as a guy settling down….I’ll never forget Mona and Jim gave me this bedspread which I still have and hold dear to my heart today, its kinda a family heirloom at this point it was the first thing that was mine when I moved to california…
Then it all changed…..On purpose Im gonna wait and release the next chapters as I get more people involved
Ive got alot of Stories I can continue to tell…. and Ill Label a few below, but I want others to share theirs…. each time someone else tells a story they can pick one from the list below and I’ll tell it…
1960 Ford Truck Kaleb Being born
Moving From La Verta court to another apartment In one day while David was gone, and then him finding us and talking mom into moving back in within 48 hours.
David choke holding me against a wall at like 9 years old then dropping me, and slapping me in the face before I hit the ground (this isnt a long story but I can explain how it changed my mentality)
David with his accidental discharhe mishap to the gut
David and how he took my brothers from us.
David and how he mentally anguished my mother when he was always the person in the wrong….
David watching me Bathe
Each month if someone posts their story I will add on their selection to my story.