A true Witch speaks out...
Hey, hey, hey! I've been looking forward to this invitation to visit with you. You may find my manner somewhat unorthodox (most folks do) but the way I look at it is that it is best to be one's self. And believe me, I'm always myself because I like who I am. My name is Jeremy, Jere to my friends, and I'm one of six siblings; five males and one female. I'm the youngest of the males; a twin (mirror image or identical); a Warlock; and a Wizard. I am true Witch born, of a family of Witches. To top that off I'm of Cajun French descent with the blood of Celtic ancestry thrown in for good measure.
I'm the ripe old age of thirty-two, single, and I consider myself a handsome devil (not shy in the least). Louisiana is my home state where I make my home and practice both my chosen career and my craft. I'm an attorney in the outside world and I work with and for abused women and children; a subject near and dear to my heart, and the topic of which I will speak to you, today.
I chose this particular career because I experienced it first hand; not as the physically abused child, but as the mentally abused child who watched from the sidelines. Let me explain. My papa was an Outsider; the only child of parents (whom I never met, as they died before I was born) that I am told were good people and loving parents. He married my maman (mother) knowing she was not only a Witch but a Sorceress. Her papa was a powerful Wizard who, unknown to maman, engineered the marriage of his only child to an Outsider after breaking up the romance between her and the love of her life; a young Warlock named Gregory. My grandfather was an evil Wizard who thrived on controlling other's lives and he chose my papa because he thought he could control his daughter through her husband.
Maman was just eighteen at the time and grieving the loss of her true love, she was manipulated into marriage by both my papa and her papa. To give the devil his due, papa was desperately in love with her so he went along with my grandfather, not understanding the full scope of what he was getting into. While maman didn't know it at the time (her papa did) she was pregnant by Gregory. When she discovered she was pregnant they were already wed and fearing for the child she kept her secret and she was able to pass the pregnancy off as the result of her marriage to papa. He lived the first few years of their marriage in blissful ignorance that their first born wasn't his biological son. But as fate would have it by the time their third son was born papa began to suspect that something was amiss. He went to my grandfather and expressed his concerns and there he learned the truth. He never revealed that he knew to maman but from that day forward he began treating the oldest boy, differently, from the rest of his children.
By the time I was old enough to realize what was happening papa had been physically abusing my sixteen-year-old brother for a long time. As maman's duties of Sorceress sometimes took her away from home she had no idea what was going on and papa made certain he left no visible marks on my brother for her to see. In turn, my brother swore the rest of us to secrecy for fear of causing trouble between maman and papa (which papa threatened him with) if he told her what was happening to him. The rest of us suffered the emotional abuse of knowing, often seeing, our brother being harmed yet none of us knew what to do to prevent hurting maman with the truth. When my older brothers, second and third born, got old enough they began defending our eldest brother and they, too, became objects of papa's wrath but the three of them stood together against him while doing their best to protect the youngest, my twin and me, from him.
By that time our papa was a dangerous man filled with rage and hate and at some point maman discovered our circumstances and came to our rescue. She was already pregnant with our baby sister when she put papa on notice that she would destroy him if he lifted his hand another time to any of us. The marriage was in shambles, our household was an unhappy place, and maman began making plans (without his knowledge) to rid our lives of him. During those awful years her best friend had moved away and gotten married then returned and it was then that the Warlock Gregory came into our lives. It was he whom her friend had wed and upon their return to our hometown he and maman discovered the truth of what my grandfather had done but their situation was hopeless and maman never told him about their son, for she had no desire to ruin that marriage. Even with the secret, our families became close due to the friendship between maman and Moira.
Gregory and his wife had a son, Draedon, who became our best friend and while none of us children knew of the situation between Gregory and maman, his wife learned of it from papa. A Sorceress herself, she bore the secret fear of losing Gregory to maman and a new chapter began in our lives. Papa and Moira began seeing one another on the sly and became lovers; a fact that was discovered by none other than our eldest brother, quite by accident. As Gregory had become a mentor and something of a surrogate father to us, particularly to the eldest of us, our brother was shocked and horrified at what was taking place behind Gregory's back. Mayhap you can imagine the fury and confusion that sixteen-year-old boy suffered when he went to talk to Gregory and discovered he wasn't home, and saw what he saw through a bedroom window; papa and Moira together in Gregory's bed. He had no way of knowing that our Grandfather was controlling not only papa but now the Sorceress, too; using their fears against them.
Our brother confronted papa with what he knew the following day and from then on papa lived in fear of our brother who was now a tall, strong young man who could hold his own with any man. Our brother kept the secret to himself (what he held over papa's head) but things went from bad to worse. Draedon's maman was attacked and maliciously butchered while he and Gregory were away on a fishing trip and when they returned home and found her, Gregory (who already harbored anguish at having lost maman and then having to pretend no more than friendship with her) was nearly destroyed by the loss of the woman he didn't love but cared for, deeply. In his grief he took Draedon and left the country without word or notice to us. It was as if we'd lost our real papa; the man who'd filled that void in our lives. The emotional loss was tremendous and we feared papa would try to insinuate himself into our lives, again.
The turning point came unexpectedly and horribly. Papa was a heavy drinker by then, his mind ravaged with fear of our grandfather and the loss of our maman's love and respect and his life ended one fateful night. Since her birth, our little sister had become papa's focus; the only child among us whom he adored and clung to. She was nine years old when he went over the edge. Late one night he took her to the barn and it was there that our elder brother found him about to sexually abuse her. Papa was crazed and our sister terrified when our brother attacked him and took our sister away from him. He shielded her while papa took a whip to him and it was then that a new friend and ally entered our lives; one whom we didn't know had been secretly watching out for our sister. He was Vampyre and he intervened, sent our brother off with our sister, and took care of the situation. When he was found the following morning our papa appeared to have had a massive heart attack and no one was the wiser but our eldest brother. From then on our lives were changed for the better but we would not know our savior for at least another year.
Several years passed before Gregory returned (another story) but at long last, he and maman are together, he learned of the son he hadn't known was his, and our family is big, boisterous, and happy at long last.
Why have I told you our story? For to show that anyone, regardless of whom they are, can suffer abuse; even Witches. And to show how easily that abuse can be carried out without being detected, particularly, how children can be manipulated and used.
I am blessed in that I am financially able to offer my services, free of charge, to those who have little or no means of paying for such services. I make it my business to find some means with which my adult clients can make restitution so that they don't feel they are charity cases. I find jobs for some, employ those I can, and help them find sources for financial aid so they can better themselves. Do I sometimes use my inherent powers to protect them? Oh yes I do, particularly, when children are involved. While I believe in our system of justice, it often breaks down and then I follow my heart and my conscience.
Maman raised all of her children to believe that women and children are precious and that no one has the right to abuse them. The men in our family cherish and respect our women and children and it is our responsibility to see to their safety, which we do to the best of our ability. Gregory is also an avid proponent of women's and children's rights and he is a powerful force to be reckoned with but then so are all the members of our family. Many modern-day Witches, even Warlocks and Sorceresses, are protectors of the innocent and vulnerable and will not stand on the sideline or turn a blind eye to those in need. We live in the Outsiders' society, as well as within our own society, and we shoulder the responsibility that comes with that. I work hand in hand with many Outsiders, judges; lawyers; agents of Child Protective Services; women's shelters, and so on and when the need arises, as so often it does, I turn to other Witches and other Kinds for assistance. I have at my fingertips trackers who are Vampyre (like Roman and Garth), Werewolf, Witch, and Outsider, and I don't hesitate to call on them.
So, fair warning to those abusers who think they are smart enough and strong enough to get away with abuse. I'm watching and listening and I'm your worst nightmare come to life. You may get away with it for a while but if you think you can outsmart everyone, know that you are stupidly mistaken. There are those of us you can't see coming; those who won't think twice at what needs doing, and you won't get off, lightly.
If you know of someone being abused I encourage you to step forward and do the right thing. Not getting involved when you know the crime of abuse is being committed is tantamount to condoning the crime; worse, being as guilty as the abuser. It could happen to you or your loved one and if you don't believe that then look at all the missing children and ask yourself what is happening to them. Can you sleep at night knowing that another human being is suffering the trauma of being beaten, raped, mutilated, and killed? How must if feel to be tortured then smothered, choked, shot, stabbed, or terrified to death, and be too small or too vulnerable to defend against it? Thank your God that you can't answer that without first-hand knowledge and pray to your God that you and yours never become such a victim. Please, if you know of such abuse call the authorities in your area and help those in need.
I thank you for your time and I wish all of you a happy and safe holiday season, Jere.
I'm the ripe old age of thirty-two, single, and I consider myself a handsome devil (not shy in the least). Louisiana is my home state where I make my home and practice both my chosen career and my craft. I'm an attorney in the outside world and I work with and for abused women and children; a subject near and dear to my heart, and the topic of which I will speak to you, today.
I chose this particular career because I experienced it first hand; not as the physically abused child, but as the mentally abused child who watched from the sidelines. Let me explain. My papa was an Outsider; the only child of parents (whom I never met, as they died before I was born) that I am told were good people and loving parents. He married my maman (mother) knowing she was not only a Witch but a Sorceress. Her papa was a powerful Wizard who, unknown to maman, engineered the marriage of his only child to an Outsider after breaking up the romance between her and the love of her life; a young Warlock named Gregory. My grandfather was an evil Wizard who thrived on controlling other's lives and he chose my papa because he thought he could control his daughter through her husband.
Maman was just eighteen at the time and grieving the loss of her true love, she was manipulated into marriage by both my papa and her papa. To give the devil his due, papa was desperately in love with her so he went along with my grandfather, not understanding the full scope of what he was getting into. While maman didn't know it at the time (her papa did) she was pregnant by Gregory. When she discovered she was pregnant they were already wed and fearing for the child she kept her secret and she was able to pass the pregnancy off as the result of her marriage to papa. He lived the first few years of their marriage in blissful ignorance that their first born wasn't his biological son. But as fate would have it by the time their third son was born papa began to suspect that something was amiss. He went to my grandfather and expressed his concerns and there he learned the truth. He never revealed that he knew to maman but from that day forward he began treating the oldest boy, differently, from the rest of his children.
By the time I was old enough to realize what was happening papa had been physically abusing my sixteen-year-old brother for a long time. As maman's duties of Sorceress sometimes took her away from home she had no idea what was going on and papa made certain he left no visible marks on my brother for her to see. In turn, my brother swore the rest of us to secrecy for fear of causing trouble between maman and papa (which papa threatened him with) if he told her what was happening to him. The rest of us suffered the emotional abuse of knowing, often seeing, our brother being harmed yet none of us knew what to do to prevent hurting maman with the truth. When my older brothers, second and third born, got old enough they began defending our eldest brother and they, too, became objects of papa's wrath but the three of them stood together against him while doing their best to protect the youngest, my twin and me, from him.
By that time our papa was a dangerous man filled with rage and hate and at some point maman discovered our circumstances and came to our rescue. She was already pregnant with our baby sister when she put papa on notice that she would destroy him if he lifted his hand another time to any of us. The marriage was in shambles, our household was an unhappy place, and maman began making plans (without his knowledge) to rid our lives of him. During those awful years her best friend had moved away and gotten married then returned and it was then that the Warlock Gregory came into our lives. It was he whom her friend had wed and upon their return to our hometown he and maman discovered the truth of what my grandfather had done but their situation was hopeless and maman never told him about their son, for she had no desire to ruin that marriage. Even with the secret, our families became close due to the friendship between maman and Moira.
Gregory and his wife had a son, Draedon, who became our best friend and while none of us children knew of the situation between Gregory and maman, his wife learned of it from papa. A Sorceress herself, she bore the secret fear of losing Gregory to maman and a new chapter began in our lives. Papa and Moira began seeing one another on the sly and became lovers; a fact that was discovered by none other than our eldest brother, quite by accident. As Gregory had become a mentor and something of a surrogate father to us, particularly to the eldest of us, our brother was shocked and horrified at what was taking place behind Gregory's back. Mayhap you can imagine the fury and confusion that sixteen-year-old boy suffered when he went to talk to Gregory and discovered he wasn't home, and saw what he saw through a bedroom window; papa and Moira together in Gregory's bed. He had no way of knowing that our Grandfather was controlling not only papa but now the Sorceress, too; using their fears against them.
Our brother confronted papa with what he knew the following day and from then on papa lived in fear of our brother who was now a tall, strong young man who could hold his own with any man. Our brother kept the secret to himself (what he held over papa's head) but things went from bad to worse. Draedon's maman was attacked and maliciously butchered while he and Gregory were away on a fishing trip and when they returned home and found her, Gregory (who already harbored anguish at having lost maman and then having to pretend no more than friendship with her) was nearly destroyed by the loss of the woman he didn't love but cared for, deeply. In his grief he took Draedon and left the country without word or notice to us. It was as if we'd lost our real papa; the man who'd filled that void in our lives. The emotional loss was tremendous and we feared papa would try to insinuate himself into our lives, again.
The turning point came unexpectedly and horribly. Papa was a heavy drinker by then, his mind ravaged with fear of our grandfather and the loss of our maman's love and respect and his life ended one fateful night. Since her birth, our little sister had become papa's focus; the only child among us whom he adored and clung to. She was nine years old when he went over the edge. Late one night he took her to the barn and it was there that our elder brother found him about to sexually abuse her. Papa was crazed and our sister terrified when our brother attacked him and took our sister away from him. He shielded her while papa took a whip to him and it was then that a new friend and ally entered our lives; one whom we didn't know had been secretly watching out for our sister. He was Vampyre and he intervened, sent our brother off with our sister, and took care of the situation. When he was found the following morning our papa appeared to have had a massive heart attack and no one was the wiser but our eldest brother. From then on our lives were changed for the better but we would not know our savior for at least another year.
Several years passed before Gregory returned (another story) but at long last, he and maman are together, he learned of the son he hadn't known was his, and our family is big, boisterous, and happy at long last.
Why have I told you our story? For to show that anyone, regardless of whom they are, can suffer abuse; even Witches. And to show how easily that abuse can be carried out without being detected, particularly, how children can be manipulated and used.
I am blessed in that I am financially able to offer my services, free of charge, to those who have little or no means of paying for such services. I make it my business to find some means with which my adult clients can make restitution so that they don't feel they are charity cases. I find jobs for some, employ those I can, and help them find sources for financial aid so they can better themselves. Do I sometimes use my inherent powers to protect them? Oh yes I do, particularly, when children are involved. While I believe in our system of justice, it often breaks down and then I follow my heart and my conscience.
Maman raised all of her children to believe that women and children are precious and that no one has the right to abuse them. The men in our family cherish and respect our women and children and it is our responsibility to see to their safety, which we do to the best of our ability. Gregory is also an avid proponent of women's and children's rights and he is a powerful force to be reckoned with but then so are all the members of our family. Many modern-day Witches, even Warlocks and Sorceresses, are protectors of the innocent and vulnerable and will not stand on the sideline or turn a blind eye to those in need. We live in the Outsiders' society, as well as within our own society, and we shoulder the responsibility that comes with that. I work hand in hand with many Outsiders, judges; lawyers; agents of Child Protective Services; women's shelters, and so on and when the need arises, as so often it does, I turn to other Witches and other Kinds for assistance. I have at my fingertips trackers who are Vampyre (like Roman and Garth), Werewolf, Witch, and Outsider, and I don't hesitate to call on them.
So, fair warning to those abusers who think they are smart enough and strong enough to get away with abuse. I'm watching and listening and I'm your worst nightmare come to life. You may get away with it for a while but if you think you can outsmart everyone, know that you are stupidly mistaken. There are those of us you can't see coming; those who won't think twice at what needs doing, and you won't get off, lightly.
If you know of someone being abused I encourage you to step forward and do the right thing. Not getting involved when you know the crime of abuse is being committed is tantamount to condoning the crime; worse, being as guilty as the abuser. It could happen to you or your loved one and if you don't believe that then look at all the missing children and ask yourself what is happening to them. Can you sleep at night knowing that another human being is suffering the trauma of being beaten, raped, mutilated, and killed? How must if feel to be tortured then smothered, choked, shot, stabbed, or terrified to death, and be too small or too vulnerable to defend against it? Thank your God that you can't answer that without first-hand knowledge and pray to your God that you and yours never become such a victim. Please, if you know of such abuse call the authorities in your area and help those in need.
I thank you for your time and I wish all of you a happy and safe holiday season, Jere.
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