Part 24 The Chronicles Of Being Sarah Marie
“You Just Can’t Make This Shit Up;
Who The Fuck Did I Divorce?”
LISTEN! My story goes beyond abuse! It includes cruelty towards someone with a disability.
So here’s what I had survived just between December 1, 2024 - January, 6, 2025 and why I was awol from posting:
In 36 days, I fell a total of 27 times. Yep, banged up myself pretty good and I am more than certain I sustained several concussions, but guess what, I’m still here and rising from each fall with more gratitude and tenacity than the times before.
I was under a tremendous amount of pressure, stress, and exhaustion. I must have packed and unpacked what seemed like 1000 boxes preparing for my 4th move in 2 years after being forced out of the home I was leasing on November 4, 2022, by my husband at the time, Dick Fiend, and his business partner/mistress, Cookie Dome. He was able to do this because the lease was under a company name with Cookie listed as the CEO (I will explain the detail later). Not a normal situation of “community property”.
Back then, I was given 9 “supervised” hours to pack almost 4000 sq ft., with no money, no car, and no place to move to. I was going between my brother and sister’s homes but for the most part I slept on my sister’s couch for 2 years (not because I couldn’t have shared her bed but because I knew anytime I would move, either because I had to use the restroom or would wake up with a painful spasm in the middle of the night, she would automatically wake up to make sure I was ok.)
My sister wakes up every morning at 3:30am for work, so I refused to burden her in that way.
I am not embarrassed or ashamed to share this part of my journey. Instead, I am empowered by the courage it took for me to walk away from the disrespect, bullying, controlling, and threatening behavior to finally love myself enough and risk it all to be free from it.
“Sometimes you have to be stripped of everything to recognize your true value and worth!”
Sarah Marie
December 11, 2024 I received a Notice to Appear at yet another Hearing (my 5th post-divorce) on February 12, 2025 for Dick’s Motion To Modify. At this time Dick was in default $23,950 and had not paid me .01 cent since April, 2024.
On December 13, 2024, because of my nephew, sister and brother’s support, unconditional love and help, after 2 years of sleeping on the couch, and everything I owned being locked up in 2 storage units, I cried like a baby, thanked God, and hugged my sister as tight as I could, just grateful to stretch out, lay my body down, take long, deep breaths and sleep in my own bed.
Now, it’s February 6, 2025 and I attended my 3rd Mediation w/Judge on Dick’s Motion To Modify which was $600 he knows I didn’t have. It’s baffling how he can afford motion after motion, lawsuits, affidavits, subpoenas, maintain his lifestyle, travel, eat good, afford 2 Lincolns, auto insurance, 2 dogs, kennel visits, pool maintenance, equipment for a podcast, etc., but can’t adhere to his court order.
No agreement was made and the Judge Filed “Daniel Notice Of Impasse of Spousal Support.”
February 12, 2025 I was ordered to appear in person on his Motion To Modify and my Motion to Enforce.
My brother cancelled his appointments for the day to take me. The amount of effort and struggle it took to wake up at 3:30am, go into work with my sister, get in and out of the car and into my wheelchair both at her office, then my brother’s car, then at the courthouse, in the rain was insurmountable.
I appeared at 9am, as ordered, without my attorney (who had filed a withdrawal back in November 2024, was still listed as my attorney on file, but had let me know he would not be appearing on my behalf.)
Dick Fiend nor his attorney appeared. Instead, I received an email at 9:02am, of their Notice for Continuance. The judge’s hands were tied and could not move forward on my Motion to Enforce.
February 14, 2025 I appeared at hearing, that I had to set, for my attorney to withdraw.
To show just how petty, evil, vindictive, heartless, hateful, mean-spirited, malicious, and diabolical Dick was, after 10 months of receiving absolutely nothing ($0), this is the type of man Dick DECIDED to be and what he CHOSE to send:
February 17, 2025 a Zelle for $35
February 27, 2025 a Zelle for $20
He is currently $31,395.00 in default. The more he does to break me down and wear me out, the more I rely on God’s Grace, Mercy and Promises; the stronger I become; the more resolute I am to speak the truth; and the more it builds my platform and gives credibility to the abuse.
Family, once I received all of my case files from my attorney I found out sooooo much sh@t I had no clue about. Like the fact that Dick actually threatened to report MY attorney to the State Board of ethics, and that he would submit a formal request to the judge requesting he be “disqualified” as my attorney? Say what now?🤯 I will share the actual complaint and letter Dick wrote in a later post!
The amount of time, effort and energy Dick is using to lie, deceive and attempt to destroy me in every way imaginable is mind blowing, and for those reasons and more, I continue to pray for his soul.
It breaks my heart that he is plagued with this much darkness and hate in his heart. This level of treachery in my opinion is fun for him. In his own words, he thinks this is a game he has to win at all costs, but this is my life, my mental health, my physical health, my heart and overall well being.
I found out last week that once again a hearing is scheduled on April 16, 2025 on his Motion to Modify the final divorce decree.
Keeping me in court and “on the hook”, so to speak, in my opinion, is his way of staying connected to me and maintaining what he sees as some modicum of control.
I have no more options for representation and moving forward will be pro se.
He is a proud, flag carrying, self proclaimed “corrupt, low down piece of shit, morally bankrupt dude, that sleeps well at night because everyone needs something from him.”
Thoughts/Reflections:
What have you overcome that makes you feel proud?
What strengths have you discovered or reclaimed as a result of having survived trauma or abuse?
What words of encouragement would you give your future self to keep moving forward?
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