We are the Pringles. Most of you know we moved to Texas two years ago, but it hasn’t gone exactly as planned. It has been an actual living nightmare, and I wish we never uprooted our children, myself, or my husband and brought them here to be treated like such garbage by the people we were supposed to call family.
We have submitted and brushed things under the rug for as long as we could take it. We are being threatened illegally with our home, which was purchased with my late father-in-law’s death benefits, by the currently living stepfather, who has not put one penny towards our home or move. My husband is continuously dealing with harassment at work whenever his mother calls his stepfather about at-home family drama, and he is being threatened that he will lose his job because of situations that have nothing to do with work or his work ethic.
My car keys were hidden from me when I first moved here to ensure I wouldn’t leave. I had a diabetic stroke because my mother-in-law wouldn’t pick up my insulin. My children have all been treated differently by her. She’s used padlocks to stop my children from using a hose outside in 110° weather. She and her husband both purposely starved their dogs who live on the property in hopes they will just go away. After me already having to bury almost 10 dogs so my kids didn’t see them dead, even though she had the correct vaccines and means to care for them, the horse she finally made the right decision to get rid of wasn’t taken care of at all. Goats she owns never see the outside of a 10×10 pen, with food and water dishes consistently empty and hooves so overgrown they are curling up. Way too many chickens in one pen crammed together without adequate shelter or food. I can go on and on and on, and I will, just ask me. I could literally write a book. But this is just a small taste of some of the things that we have endured. My kids have endured.
My oldest was just diagnosed with cervical scoliosis, and her medical expenses are overwhelming. We are just trying to leave this toxic environment, and get far away from these people, and take care of our babies.
Please, even a dollar helps. I thought moving here was doing the best for my children, but it’s just not.
