From under My Blanket...Dear Whack Job Narcissist, Bk. 6

By Nellie Cake

Your secret was safe with many of your victims and me for many years because we never told, but I'm a bone collector bring it on. Twenty years down the road you won't even notice that I escaped and flew away. Women are starting to have a voice these days and we're showing each other how to deal with, survive, recover, and leave a narcissistic abusive person. Leave before your sanity leaves! One of those statements that are easier said. After a man kidnapped, beat and raped me when I was nine years old I had serious doubts of being the Queen. Then the same man kidnapped, beat, raped, and murdered of my two little nine year old card playing Hillbilly girl friends in front of me. So, I knew I would never be the Queen. Then I had a long life of homelessness, violence, abuse, rapes, beatings, guns, and knives while homeless and hitching on the highways which confirmed even further that I'll never be the Queen. Many marriages and relationships with men were long, violent, abusive, rapes, beatings, guns, knives, and narcissistic abuse taking me further from being the Queen. They're was lots of incest and inbreeding within both sides of mom and dad's family, but they're are no Kings or Queens. ALL of my family alienated me and acted as though they were Kings, Queens and Holier than me, so I wasn't surprised to learn that I wasn't the Queen.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Nellie Cake
• Release date: Jun 6, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463838693

Nellie Cake

Howdy; I'm Nellie Cake and these are "Memoirs From My Outhouse." I write adult only, violence, murders, rapes, beatings, and nasty words. True stories of murders, crimes, violence, rapes, drugs, incest, alcoholism, inmates, stolen children, homelessness, and erotic murder thrillers. I have forty years of experience in these subjects and forty years of sobriety from drugs and alcohol. I'm an Appalachian inbred Hillbilly and ain't nothing wrong with that. I also write Erotic Murder Thriller series.People who write similar stories usually are not an inbred Hillbilly which makes my story unique. Names were changed to get family and people from the past to shut the hell up. To be a real smart ass extended family is only mentioned. Hillbillies do make moonshine, grow weed, carry double barrel shot guns, and stay bare-foot. I guess city folk wants me to wash my cover all's more often. We don't eat the road kill lesson it's soft. If it's stiff the dogs get it.Four of my children were stolen like I'm a baby factory, the fifth became an armed bank robber with Jesse James. I was kidnapped, beat and raped at nine then witnessed the same man beat, rape and my two nine year old Hillbilly girl-friends. i witnessed the brutal beating and murder of an elderly man.My second husband was a wannabe Clint Eastwood carrying and arson, beating on me and hunting me like an animal. Many pregnancies I lived in the snow then many years hitching in snow hunting for them. Drug dealing and exotic strip dancing were a way to survive in the wake of being annihilated by spouses. I dated my home confinement officer and was honored with a Governor's pardon.My stomach exploded and took a year to walk. Lucifer threw a 16,000 pound building on me causing gangrene and took a year to walk. Worse case of MRSA in history took a year to walk. I maintained employments and continued writing through destitution, pregnancies, savagery, prisons, and northern winters.Life's accomplishments: I won six turkeys, nine trophies battling cocks, birthed five kids, won ten cakes, and caught nine ten pound Bass. I possess gloating rights to angling stories and jaded memories. I want a place for authors of any genre and victims of any crime to have a voice without family or people judging, preaching, bossing, and interfering.I understand they are Holier than me, but they make authors of my genre feel we're a bad image or influence on their precious perfect family. Every story I write is true. God is real, but He can not physically stop rapist, abusers, murders nor narcissist.It just wasn't working for me to be quiet all these years about so many rapes because I never told. So I started writing fiction, erotic murder thrillers. Morbid ways of killing all the men who raped me, and there were many, became my inspiration to write erotic murder thrillers.copyright 2018/Nellie Cake

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From Under My Blanket

Dear Whack Job Narcissist,

Your secret was safe with many of your victims and me for many years because we never told, but I'm a bone collector bring it on. Twenty years down the road you won't even notice that I escaped and flew away. Women are starting to have a voice these days and we're showing each other how to deal with, survive, recover, and leave a narcissistic abusive person. Leave before your sanity leaves! One of those statements that are easier said.

No matter where I go or what line I'm standing in I hear a lot of women talking of how a man is abusing them. Some women have no one to talk to so strangers are better than not sharing what's happening to them at all. There are also many sites on the internet where women can tell their abuse stories safely, but the mental hurt never goes away. Penterest.com has several huge walls dedicated to us.

If a woman is opening up to you about a man abusing them please take the time to listen it could help them if only for a minute. Of course most family will turn you away even if your busted up and standing in front of them with children so don't expect a lot of help or support from family. They consider us nasty, an embarrassment, giving them a bad image or if it's your brothers they won't talk to you anymore because they feel they didn't protect you and sometimes like in my sister's and my case it's your brothers, uncles and cousins raping you.

Let me set this straight because not telling the entire story in my books started a family war. My two oldest brothers, a few uncles and cousins used to rape my sisters and me. My three younger brothers are angels and I love them dearly, but they don't give a damn about me because I tell everything on everyone and put shit out in the public. Oh well. One in particular was the love of my life. He's gorgeous, always takes up for me and was my hero all my life. I've only seen him at mom and my sister's funerals, but family don't talk about around him.

I'm not allowed around family members, oh well shit happens. Most women will agree that death is not good enough for an abusive man and we want to mess with them beyond the grave and in some situations such as claiming his death benefits it's possible. I was privileged to watch my third abusive husband, Billy dying in the hospital for over a year ridden with cancer. It was tempting to pinch the tubes or put something in them. Fourteen years of abuse with this man.

The first thing many women will say, But I have children with this man or I have no job experience or qualifications or I have nothing without him or He will kill me if I try to leave or do anything or I have no where to go. Trust me that being on the streets getting raped and beaten is better than living with it daily. I have nothing good to say about living with abuse and it's hard to change a man once they start abusing you. Trust all of us abused women when we say, Once abuse starts it only gets worse.

Get out however you can and run, run, run and don't stop running from him. Sometimes it starts with little stuff like putting your tooth brush in the trash or toilet or making sure your food is either poison or you don't get any. My means of dealing with abusive men are not proper, but necessary and deserved. I didn't start taking up for myself for many years. There is no excuse for a man or woman mistreating, abusing, touching in a rough manner, poisoning food, taking your money or talking down to each other.

If they do something nasty with your toothbrush then rub their toothbrush in his or your shit or rub it on your pussy or your ass or any other substance you find that is gross and sit it back where he keeps it. This is a mild example of abuse, but sometimes it starts small. Women who are being abused and can't tell will try to reach out to a stranger or family member without causing danger within their relationship with this man. Trust me that reaching out to family and friends is not a good idea.

They generally don't give