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[heidrun]

WHEW, the last days have been crazy.... On saturday my ex-boyfriend moved out with help from my parents... and he has been mentally and physically abusing me during our 6 year relationship, but he moved to them when I kicked him out... Filled them up with bullshit that I was so insane that they shouldnt believe me and that I had physically abused him too... I didnt lay hand on the bastard the whole time... I dont beat up people with glasses

My parents were furious at me because I had said to them to get the fuck out of my life if they wouldnt treat me with respect and continue listening to the little fucker... My ex was continuing to control me like he always did and I said to him very calmly and politely that I didnt want to listen to him anymore, and if he could send me a text-message with the things he wanted to say to me... Then he of course turned into rage towards me (the first time in public) Then everything went crazy and bottom line was that my ex beat me up in front of my parents untill my dad pulled him off of me and I went to the bathroom to clean the blood and get my head straight, my mum was so angry and was going to beat me up to.. but I looked into her eyes and said "havent I been beaten up enough"... And the little fucker was screaming "seeee she beat me up"... Then I went outside to smoke a cigarette while my so called family and ex were going berserk in my home getting his shit out... I went on my car and didnt turn back untill they were gone... I had swelling on my left eyebrow, bloody nose and a swelling under my lip... But not enough to charge him with anything. I talked to the police, the womens shelter and no one could give me any advice or any help. I called my so-called friends and no one had the effort to at least stay with me untill I could get new locks... I know the little fucker too well, and he is the type that gets VERY dangerous when he senses that he cant control me anymore... The type that is good to animals, children and everybody but goes home, draws the curtains and does his shit... So no one beliefs that he is a psycho. At 10-11 pm I could hear someone sneaking outside and then I decided to get the fuck out... I drove to KeflavÃ*k, then at 4 in the night I drove to the east around 550 miles aimlessly... Came to Egilstaðir at 2-3 am (slept 2-3 hours on the blacksand desert under the glacier) and the road there is like the mountain gravel road from hell and I was SLEEPY, went from there at 5 am, reached Höfn, went to a guesthouse, slept there for 5 hours, then drove back to the capital 300 miles and went to a tattoo parlor (had an appointment), got a tattoo, and here it is....



It is a symbol for Freyja, the fertility goddess, or rather the free-sexuality of women, or rather GIRLPOWER... Around it is a poem made in traditional Icelandic style BY ME...

Gott er að heita á Freyju
hástöfum syng henni lof
þegar ögn þá langar meyju
mæra að hampa Ã* klof

It basically means, I praise Freyja, specially when I want to appreciate a man in my groin.... And IT WORKS... and you wont get the details

And here are some pics of me that I took this night by myself.. I look so totally different then before... Of course I am literally melting away... and it seems that I am an angry woman... but mostly I have gotten a confidence from hell... If someone treats me like an sex object that he doesnt want (as many obese women and men recognize WELL) then I just make fun and fuck with their brains... tearing down their prejudism untill people dont say anymore.. and not in a mean way.. I JUST SAY THE TRUTH, and I am not fucking afraid of it. The tattoo parlor I went to is like the meanest tattoo parlor around and of course they were trying to make fun because I was fat... But I just told them that I thought steroid pumpled up muscles looked like creamcake to me and they were the fat ones not me... And I fucked with their brains the whole 5 hours I stayed there (it took 3 hours to do the tattoo).. I have really never seen guys with tattoos in their face blush and stutter before and I just used my brains and mouth and experience with people.... It is so amazing finally to gain confidence.. and through all this shit that has happened I just seem to feed on it and get stronger mentally and now I am fucking unstoppable..

Since my ex IS a psycho and I am sure he really wants to cut my throat over and make it look like an accident I decided to take matters in my own hands... I went to a store and bought new locks and a HUGE ASS sledgehammer.. Here is a picture of it... Its the man in my life now, and I am naming him SteinÞór...



And believe it or not I can lift it up over my head and bang it through anything I want... Seriously thinking of going outside tomorrow and fix my white picket fence with SteinÞór preferrably topless But the reason for buying the sledgehammer IS NOT to beat someone with it, I know its enough for me to hold it firmly in my hands and not say a word.... I mean you would attack a person with a baseball bat, but you would have to be VERY stupid to attack a person with a huge sledgehammer in your hand, ready to use it...

I am probably getting a place at sea tomorrow (to fish with a trawler). I will keep you updated...
And other pictures of me:

[Obesity Discussion]

Originally Posted by heidrun

WHEW, the last days have been crazy.... On saturday my ex-boyfriend moved out with help from my parents... and he has been mentally and physically abusing me during our 6 year relationship, but he moved to them when I kicked him out... Filled them up with bullshit that I was so insane that they shouldnt believe me and that I had physically abused him too... I didnt lay hand on the bastard the whole time... I dont beat up people with glasses]

My parents were furious at me because I had said to them to get the fudgecicles out of my life if they wouldnt treat me with respect and continue listening to the little fucker... My ex was continuing to control me like he always did and I said to him very calmly and politely that I didnt want to listen to him anymore, and if he could send me a text-message with the things he wanted to say to me... Then he of course turned into rage towards me (the first time in public) Then everything went crazy and bottom line was that my ex beat me up in front of my parents untill my dad pulled him off of me and I went to the bathroom to clean the blood and get my head straight, my mum was so angry and was going to beat me up to.. but I looked into her eyes and said "havent I been beaten up enough"... And the little fucker was screaming "seeee she beat me up"... Then I went outside to smoke a cigarette while my so called family and ex were going berserk in my home getting his poopy out... I went on my car and didnt turn back untill they were gone... I had swelling on my left eyebrow, bloody nose and a swelling under my lip... But not enough to charge him with anything. I talked to the police, the womens shelter and no one could give me any advice or any help. I called my so-called friends and no one had the effort to at least stay with me untill I could get new locks... I know the little fucker too well, and he is the type that gets VERY dangerous when he senses that he cant control me anymore... The type that is good to animals, children and everybody but goes home, draws the curtains and does his poopy... So no one beliefs that he is a psycho. At 10-11 pm I could hear someone sneaking outside and then I decided to get the fudgecicles out... I drove to KeflavÃ*k, then at 4 in the night I drove to the east around 550 miles aimlessly...

I'm amazed that your own parents side with your ex-boyfriend. He must be quite the manipulator. It is very sad though . In a time when your friends won't be proactive to stay with you, can you be proactive to stay with your friends?

Originally Posted by heidrun

Came to Egilstaðir at 2-3 am (slept 2-3 hours on the blacksand desert under the glacier) and the road there is like the mountain gravel road from hell and I was SLEEPY, went from there at 5 am, reached Höfn, went to a guesthouse, slept there for 5 hours, then drove back to the capital 300 miles and went to a tattoo parlor (had an appointment), got a tattoo, and here it is....



It is a symbol for Freyja, the fertility goddess, or rather the free-sexuality of women, or rather GIRLPOWER... Around it is a poem made in traditional Icelandic style BY ME...

Gott er að heita á Freyju
hástöfum syng henni lof
þegar ögn þá langar meyju
mæra að hampa Ã* klof

It basically means, I praise Freyja, specially when I want to appreciate a man in my groin.... And IT WORKS... and you wont get the details

How do you know it works if you just got it? Anyone else had success with it? I must say it's a very impressive piece of art!

Originally Posted by heidrun

And here are some pics of me that I took this night by myself.. I look so totally different then before... Of course I am literally melting away... and it seems that I am an angry woman... but mostly I have gotten a confidence from hell... If someone treats me like an sex object that he doesnt want (as many obese women and men recognize WELL) then I just make fun and fudgecicles with their brains... tearing down their prejudism untill people dont say anymore.. and not in a mean way.. I JUST SAY THE TRUTH, and I am not fucking afraid of it. The tattoo parlor I went to is like the meanest tattoo parlor around and of course they were trying to make fun because I was fat... But I just told them that I thought steroid pumpled up muscles looked like creamcake to me and they were the fat ones not me... And I fucked with their brains the whole 5 hours I stayed there (it took 3 hours to do the tattoo).. I have really never seen guys with tattoos in their face blush and stutter before and I just used my brains and mouth and experience with people.... It is so amazing finally to gain confidence.. and through all this poopy that has happened I just seem to feed on it and get stronger mentally and now I am fucking unstoppable..

Since my ex IS a psycho and I am sure he really wants to cut my throat over and make it look like an accident I decided to take matters in my own hands... I went to a store and bought new locks and a HUGE butt orifice sledgehammer.. Here is a picture of it... Its the man in my life now, and I am naming him SteinÞór...



And believe it or not I can lift it up over my head and bang it through anything I want... Seriously thinking of going outside tomorrow and fix my white picket fence with SteinÞór preferrably topless But the reason for buying the sledgehammer IS NOT to beat someone with it, I know its enough for me to hold it firmly in my hands and not say a word.... I mean you would attack a person with a baseball bat, but you would have to be VERY stupid to attack a person with a huge sledgehammer in your hand, ready to use it...

I am probably getting a place at sea tomorrow (to fish with a trawler). I will keep you updated...
And other pictures of me:

Well, the new locks were a great idea, but a sledge hammer is probably one of the worst home protections pieces you can have. Because of how heavy it is, all it takes is one miss and you are very exposed to a counter-attack of some sort. I would think a baseball bat or something lighter could do a good amount of damage as well and would be much easier to use. I personally have a katana sword as well as a few guns at my place for home protection. Do you have the ability to get a restraining order on your ex similar to what we have in the states? ....where he would not be allowed to come within a certain distance (say 50 meters) from you, and could not contact you?

Your pictures look great by the way! I can definitely tell you've lost some weight! Be patient, the single men will be banging down your door soon!

BTW, if you decide to fix the fence topless, be sure to take pics


Keep us posted on all the details

[heidrun]

I'm amazed that your own parents side with your ex-boyfriend. He must be quite the manipulator. It is very sad though sad . In a time when your friends won't be proactive to stay with you, can you be proactive to stay with your friends? shrug

Well my ex got me fooled for 5 and a half year... Plus my parents are so obsessed with the idea that I have been their whole problem because they simply cant face the fact that they treated me like shit when I was a child and needed their help and thats why I got so fucked up... Well I dumped my friends, and frankly I think they are scared to contact me, because I dont behave like their submissive carpet anymore... I have always been there for my friends through thick and thin.. but they are used to take me for granted plus the bullying in my town had put me in the lowest category of "popularity" so initially they became my friends because they felt sorry for me, and tolerated me as long as I kept my mouth shut and did what they wanted me to do. The thing is also now that I am completely alone through all this process but the funny thing that it is just teaching me to be stronger minded and more independent... it is not a positive thing to have your whole support system bail you... but its in a way positive because it makes me more stronger and independent, and more MYSELF, not having to rely on anyone...

think2 How do you know it works if you just got it? Anyone else had success with it? I must say it's a very impressive piece of art!

It works!!! trust me

Well, the new locks were a great idea, but a sledge hammer is probably one of the worst home protections pieces you can have. Because of how heavy it is, all it takes is one miss and you are very exposed to a counter-attack of some sort. I would think a baseball bat or something lighter could do a good amount of damage as well and would be much easier to use. I personally have a katana sword as well as a few guns at my place for home protection. Do you have the ability to get a restraining order on your ex similar to what we have in the states? ....where he would not be allowed to come within a certain distance (say 50 meters) from you, and could not contact you?

Your pictures look great by the way! I can definitely tell you've lost some weight! Be patient, the single men will be banging down your door soon! gavel

BTW, if you decide to fix the fence topless, be sure to take pics naughty

Trust me... I am from a farm with barb wire fences all through the grassfields so I know how to handle the sucker... Plus I am so strong now that it is very easy for me to lift it up over my head or anywhere and bang it down HARD... I wont miss, trust me I dont know how to handle guns, plus Iceland isnt really a gun country, cant buy them in stores like in the states, only used for hunting. If I had a gun I would just miss the fucker.. I have a sledgehammer, a tool that I am very familiar and have used thousounds times to bang down fence polls with so it will be extremely affective when I use it.. I am not surprised if you think a sledgehammer is a bad home protection when you havent used one in your life, but I have so I am covered.

I can try to get a restraining order on him, but I doubt the police will accept it.. He himself is a police ass-licker and I have a history of mental illness and nothing to prove that he is a psycho so I am not even trying to get one... I have my sledgehammer... a picture of it is on my Icelandic blog and he READS IT, so he knows what awaits him and he is such a coward when it comes to furious people with sledgehammers.

[Obesity Discussion]

Originally Posted by heidrun

Well my ex got me fooled for 5 and a half year... Plus my parents are so obsessed with the idea that I have been their whole problem because they simply cant face the fact that they treated me like poopy when I was a child and needed their help and thats why I got so fucked up... Well I dumped my friends, and frankly I think they are scared to contact me, because I dont behave like their submissive carpet anymore... I have always been there for my friends through thick and thin.. but they are used to take me for granted plus the bullying in my town had put me in the lowest category of "popularity" so initially they became my friends because they felt sorry for me, and tolerated me as long as I kept my mouth shut and did what they wanted me to do. The thing is also now that I am completely alone through all this process but the funny thing that it is just teaching me to be stronger minded and more independent... it is not a positive thing to have your whole support system bail you... but its in a way positive because it makes me more stronger and independent, and more MYSELF, not having to rely on anyone...

It sounds like those weren't real friends anyway. Good for you for sending them packing. It's too bad you can't go somewhere to get a fresh start where you'll meet people who will see you for who you are today. As far as your parents go, it seems like a lost cause. It's sad that they haven't been there for you like they should have been.

Originally Posted by heidrun

It works!!! trust me

Well keep us posted of the results

Originally Posted by heidrun

Trust me... I am from a farm with barb wire fences all through the grassfields so I know how to handle the sucker... Plus I am so strong now that it is very easy for me to lift it up over my head or anywhere and bang it down HARD... I wont miss, trust me I dont know how to handle guns, plus Iceland isnt really a gun country, cant buy them in stores like in the states, only used for hunting. If I had a gun I would just miss the fucker.. I have a sledgehammer, a tool that I am very familiar and have used thousounds times to bang down fence polls with so it will be extremely affective when I use it.. I am not surprised if you think a sledgehammer is a bad home protection when you havent used one in your life, but I have so I am covered.

I actually have used a sledgehammer before, just not for home protection Sledgehammers can't be swung with the same speed as say a baseball bat or sword so IMO it's easier to get out of the way, but it sounds like you have it mastered, so I'll take your word on that. I'm just glad I'm not your ex b/f!

Originally Posted by heidrun

I can try to get a restraining order on him, but I doubt the police will accept it.. He himself is a police butt orifice-licker and I have a history of mental illness and nothing to prove that he is a psycho so I am not even trying to get one... I have my sledgehammer... a picture of it is on my Icelandic blog and he READS IT, so he knows what awaits him and he is such a coward when it comes to furious people with sledgehammers.

Do you have any proof of his mistreating of you? If you can get people to vouch on your behalf that he physically abused you I don't see how they would not accept it. Here in the US it's up to the judge to decide on the restraining order, not the cops. Just be careful, since he knows you have a sledgehammer, he may be tempted to come prepared with some sort of weapon himself....and watch out for your pets with that thing!

[Irving]

Heidrun! Sounds like you could make a movie with all the drama going on! Sorry to hear about that mess, and I hope your ex-boyfriend gets out of your life sooner than later.

That tattoo is intense! It kind of scares me

Do you really hope to use that sledgehammer or is it just a warning device? It just does not sound like a good protection device Hopefully you never have to use it!

[Obesity Discussion]

I wonder what happened to her, I hope she's OK She stopped visiting all the messageboards she used to go to and stopped posting her blog around September. I have a bad vibe

[William Wallace]

Originally Posted by Obesity Discussion

I wonder what happened to her, I hope she's OK She stopped visiting all the messageboards she used to go to and stopped posting her blog around September. I have a bad vibe

I read her personal blog and it said she went into a pysch ward for a bit, sold her house, and some other crazy things going on. I hope she's doing better! We miss ya Heidrun!