Month: January 2013

There is HOPE

originally posted 1/20/2012 This is my story. I am 23 years old. I am the mother of a beautiful five month old girl, a wife, full time student, and full time employee. I am also a registered sex offender. In 2006, at the age of 18, I was charged with sexual misconduct with a minor, as a class C felony in Dearborn County, IN. I was a senior in high school when I met Scott. I was 17 and he was 15. We dated for seven months, and then I turned 18. On my birthday his mother told us we could not see each other anymore. We continued to see each other anyway. We live in a relatively small town, with two of his cousins being police officers. I was in my first semester of college when I was arrested. I missed my exams because I was in jail and lost my scholarship. The next year was hell. I spun…

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Four Years to Go

originally posted 12/12/2012 For me personally, it’s 4 more years left to go to before I can legally petition to get of the registry with a CA Certificate of Rehabilitation. You have to wait 10 years from the time your probation or parole ends. You hear different versions on needing to reside in CA before applying, 3-5 years before the 10 year period is over, on the various attorney websites in CA. I wonder how I’m going to get around THAT one? The law states unless you have an extenuating circumstance'. I'd always hoped that I'd be employed abroad before then and could plead that I was the primary support of my wife and couldn’t  relocate to CA and leave her. I'd hate to come back and live jobless and homeless under a bridge or a park bench somewhere just so some politician could get votes. It's funny the timing…4 more years to go, and just yesterday there was news about…

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A Lifetime That Will Be Miserable

originally posted 1/6/2012 I remember hearing about Sex Offenders as kids, but we were never afraid of them, only just to stay away. I was living in Kansas dealing with a teenage life, before i moved back to Ohio where I am from and finding out that a friend of mine had molested his sisters and blamed me for this incident because of the playboys I had in my house. The cops and CPU people went after me hardcore. In my paperwork it even shows that they have my age wrong. These people assumed I was over 20 something years old and when I finally got corrected, things seemed to turn out ok. The juvenile judge in Cincinnati (GOD BLESS HER!!) saw through the lies and dismissed 2 of the charges, but sadly she did push one through on a (just in case) type of thing, but of course there is a legal name for it. Anyways… Ii went through…

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The Registry of Eternal Stain

originally posted 11/12/2011 When I was in treatment, I was lead to believe that things would be a lot better than they ended up being. While freedom definitely beats prison in any sort of contest, I would say that things are not so easy. My neighbors all look at me like I am the devil. Not one of them has ever said a word to me, and they usually don’t look at me either. I can understand their fears, to some degree, because my crime was violent and involved a firearm. But the extent to which they shun me is something I did not expect. Call me silly, but I would have liked to have thought that we could wave and say hello once in a while, like neighbors do. I was never expecting to get an invitation to dinner, but I would like to at least live on friendly terms. I am from a small town, so my crime was…

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Mine Was not a Minor Offense

originally posted 11/12/2011 I’m not sure how or if registry reform will affect me. I have no idea what tier I might be included in. I molested one of my children. I’ve lost jobs over my past and the fear, no, terror of the thought of having my registered status revealed is incredible. I have been fortunate. I have been able to be gainfully employed since my conviction in 1993. I live alone, and that is agony to me. I do have a relationship with my children and grand children now… somewhat at arm’s length, but that is understandable. The silver lining is that I have found out who my true friends are. Am I a danger to children in general or society at large? I don’t think so, and those true friends I mentioned don’t either. Do the fear mongers think so? I think the laws they pass speak volumes.   s.

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Mother

originally posted 10/29/2011 I am too with a son that has this title against him for the rest of his life. I would have never thought there was a site for this label. I have a son that was not incarcerated but screwed by the system. He did have consensual sex with this girl and then when they were done he went to her cousin’s bedroom and started to talk with the cousin. The cousin started to kiss my son, and that is when the girl  walked in, and then she said she was raped by him. Her cousin told her that she was lying about this whole situation because she saw them enjoying themselves. This is what she (cousin) told the police at this time. After two days, they both went down to the police stations and filed a police report against my son. About a month later my son was called in to testify the story. This went…

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I Was a Teenager…

originally posted 10/19/2011 By the time I was 15 years old, everyone who could possibly take care of me had died, so i was forced to go from Kentucky to Minnesota to live with a father I barely knew.  A month after I turned 16, I got in trouble and went to a juvenile facility. After my sentence I was 18 years old and on the registry, but as a level one and still on juvenile probation. The only people that had access to my info were police. But I was completely alone in Minnesota, so I moved back to Kentucky. When I did that my juvie record became public record so I was labeled a child molester. So basically since I was 18 I haven’t been able to get a real job. I managed to get married and have a family, but I was never able to take care of them because no one would hire me. So now I’m 31,…

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The Registry Took My Life

originally posted 10/19/2011 In 1987 I took a plea to misdemeanors and was sentenced to 11 months and 29 days of probation; I was unconditionally discharged from this in 1988. After that time I was a productive and law abiding citizen. I remarried in 1992; my wife and I had 3 wonderful children, and I was very much involved in their lives.  I would attend all their school functions even if it meant that I would have to take a vacation day at work to be there. I was involved in both Girl and Cub Scouts. I coached co-ed little league for 3 years. All during this time, I was always gainfully employed. In 2007, in the midst of a nasty divorce, the state decided that if you were ever convicted of a sex crime, you must register. Needless to say, it created a mess for me, and my life has been nothing but downhill since. My divorce attorney quit…

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The Sex Offender Down the Street (Is My Son)

originally posted 10/17/2011 My son was recently subjected to a death threat when a neighbor discovered that he was listed on the sex offender registry. What heinous crime had my son committed that our neighbor deemed worthy of death? &ldquo;Falling in love.&rdquo; He was 17, she told him she was 16. At the time he had no reason to doubt her. A short time later he learned a harsh life lesson. They never got beyond kissing or hand holding, but she wrote in her diary that they had made love. When her mother read the entry in her 14-year-old daughter&rsquo;s diary she quite justifiably became angry. Without talking with either one of them, she called the police and had my son arrested. He spent 45 days in jail awaiting trial.</p> <p> Had the mother taken her daughter to the doctor, she would have found out that her daughter was simply voicing a private fantasy. The girl begged her mother to…

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Life as a Child of a Sex Offender

originally posted 10/4/2011 This is is a letter I put together after a year of listening to children and families. I hope it touches someone as much as it has me……. I would like to take the time to tell you what it is like to be a child of a Sex Offender. I wake up every day wondering how many signs may be on our front lawn. How many people are going to ride by our house and point and take pictures? How many people are going to watch every move we make today? How many times are people going to call the police because my parent has done something, which for an average person would be normal but because they know a Sex Offender lives here that activity with their child looks suspicious? How many more birthdays will be with just family because parents will not let their kids come to my party. How many parties will I…

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