Emma Gets a Dog!

Posted on November 28, 2014 by losingemma

Emma’s Gets a Dog

Emma with foster dog, Sam, who was adopted by Sandra Brooks McCravy and Greg McCravy, Lawrenceville, Ga.

If you are new to this blog, you may want to read the posts “In a Nutshell” or go to July 2012 and read “Sending out a Letter.” My daughter Emma Katherine Roey lied about a friend being raped and attempting suicide, claimed to have been molested by a priest, and then accused her mother of physically abusing her and poisoning her with DDT. As long as Emma continues with the lies, I will tell her story. Love and thanks to all of you who read and have written to me, Emma’s mom.

In 2012, after Emma moved to Ohio, Phill was enjoying the single life. He worked, going out of town during the week and bought a camper so he could attend RC airplane events such as SEFF, Joe Nall, etc. when he wasn’t working. He had reconnected with an old girlfriend from college as well. He could come and go as he pleased without the responsibility of a family. Since he had me removed from our home, he had the house and all our possessions. He didn’t have to worry about moving, finding a job, finding a place to live, not having furniture, bedding, clothes, pots and pans, etc. Life was good.

Phill had one of our two dogs, and I had the other, only because I could not have two dogs where I was living. With Emma gone, Phill made our 12 year old house dog a yard dog and left him outside 24 hours a day while he was out of town. At this time, I didn’t know Emma had moved to Ohio, so I didn’t know how our poor dog was living. Some neighbors later told me that they would go up to see him when Phill was gone. They were very concerned about this poor dog being left alone so much and suddenly being left outside in the extreme weather when he wasn’t used to it.

Phill decided the dog was too much bother, so he contacted me and told me I needed to come up with someplace for the dog to go. With the help of a couple of friends, Spike lived at a kennel until I was able to keep him, and I went to the kennel to walk him every day that I could. It wasn’t a great life, but he was fed and warm and got more attention from the kennel employees than he got at home. Also, if you know Emma’s history, this was the dog she physically abused and was cruel to, so as much as I didn’t want him living in a kennel, it was a safer place for him to be.

When I was removed from my home, we also had a foster dog, and at the time, Phill told the director of the rescue that he and Emma might adopt the dog, but he would not have been allowed to adopt the dog. That dog also went to a kennel until I took it with me to my sister’s in CT., and he was adopted up north. He got a wonderful home, and I am thankful I still her from his mom, so I get to keep up with him. Oddly though, before saying he wanted to adopt the dog, Phill claimed our neighbor (I’m assuming it was Judy Hall.) complained that the little dog (a Rat Terrier/mix) jumped up and bit her on the “ass” when she came over to let him out. The director of the rescue thought this sounded like an odd statement, and when she and I discussed it, both of us knowing how timid this dog was, it just didn’t sound like something he would do. This dog had been mauled by a large dog and nearly killed. He very, very shy, and it had taken months for him to come out of his shell even a little bit. He never showed any signs of aggression towards people or other animals. At the time, we thought Phill wanted to get rid of the dog, so he made up the “bite” story, and then later on he said he wanted to adopt him? Very strange.

Emma and foster dog, Willie, who was happy to sit with her while she worked on her homeschooling.

In Sept. of 2013, after discovering Emma’s lying about his family, Emma’s boyfriend, “Bud” broke up the relationship, and sent Emma packing. She headed home to daddy with her tail between her legs. (Sorry, couldn’t resist since this IS a dog story.)

How I found out about Emma’s little dog is more a story about Phill, but it is interesting, so I will share it here.

For over 10 years, I have volunteered with a dog/cat rescue, fostering dogs in my home (up until the divorce) and going to a local PetsMart on Saturdays to help with adoptions, doing home visits, running errands, helping with fundraisers, etc. For most of that time, Emma also volunteered and went with me to PetsMart on Saturdays. Every Saturday, I’d leave the house at the same time to go to PetsMart.

On Sat., June 28 2014, two days before what would have been our 30th wedding anniversary, Phill showed up at PetsMart. I happened to be working that day, so I missed it, but one of our volunteers, M., who knew Phill quite well, was the one to tell me about it. Since Phill often brought Emma and I lunch when we were volunteering, and sat and ate with us, he saw M. almost as much as we did, and he considered her a friend just as much as I did. He did computer work for M., and she’d been to our home for holiday dinners and such.

M. was setting up for adoptions with another volunteer and she looked up to see Phill standing before her, nervous and sweating profusely. She said he asked if I was around, and she told him I was working. Phill said something about us not getting along well, and M. turned and walked away. M. was there the day Phill showed up with Emma in the car and tried to get me to come out to the car to talk to him so that I would violate the Temporary Protective Order he had taken out on me. She had no respect for Phill and wanted nothing to do with him. Our other volunteer had known Phill and Emma as well, and was also shocked to see Phill show up at PetsMart. Later, M. saw him walking through the store with a baby gate.

Phill knew exactly when I would be at PetsMart. As M. and I talked that night, we wondered why in the world Phill showed up at PetsMart when the odds were that I would be there. Phill could have gone to numerous other PetsMarts such as the one in Winder, Flowery Branch, or the Pet Co. about ¼ mile down the road. He could have gone to a WalMart in Winder, Hamilton Mill, Buford, or any other Walmart between his work at UPS in Doraville and home in Hoschton, as Walmat sells baby gates too. Why did he decide to come to that PetsMart on the day when I would be there. He could have gone early in the morning, knowing what time we set up, so he wouldn’t have had the chance to run into me, so why did he come then? When I was working on the 1st draft of writing this post, I sent it to Phill, and he e-mailed me that he had heard that the director of the rescue had quit, so he didn’t think we would be there. What is so funny about this statement is that all he had to do was to go on the website and he would have known that the director AND the rescue were still going strong, so I’m calling B.S! Nice try, Phill.

M. did not realize that it was two days before what would have been our 30th anniversary, and when I told her she felt that that must have been the reason, that Phill wanted to drive that knife a little deeper into my heart by showing up right before our anniversary. Since then, I’ve talked to a few other armchair psychologists, as well as a couple of professionals, and the consensus seems to be that Phill wanted to see me with his own eyes for some reason. Being a man, it probably had nothing to do with our anniversary. Phill probabaly didn’t even realize that it was our anniversary. True. He got my birthday wrong on the year I turned 30, and at that point we’d been married for 6 years! We both had forgotten our anniversaries before, but I didn’t think much of that because with his schedule, unless it was a big year, we didn’t do much for our anniversaries anyway. For our 23rd we’d taken a trip to Tybee for a few days, but that was only because Emma happened to be at camp that same week. (And boy was she mad when she found out we went to Tybee Island without her!) Other than a trip to Tybee one year, and splurging on a bottle of Dom Perrion for our 20th, we didn’t do much for our anniversaries. We had talked about a trip for our 30th, and I was looking forward to doing something special for it, but I guess it wasn’t meant to be.

Later, someone sent me a picture (Thank you, whoever you are.) of Emma’s little dog, Arya, and it is quite cute. I’m surprised she didn’t get something more aggressive though, since she claims to be in danger when her dad is out of town for work and she is home alone. A German shepherd or a Pit Bull might have been more appropriate.

Fortunately for Emma’s little dog, it’s got a great yard to run around in. When we bought the house, I insisted on fencing the back yard. We had two acres and about an acre of it is fenced. It was great when Emma was growing up because it was a woodsy yard, and it didn’t worry me if Emma got out of sight. Phill and I figured that would be our last home, and I knew I would always have dogs, so we put up a 5 ft. chain link fence. It was really wonderful to have. (Emma’s old dog just has a little area about 10 x 15 ft fenced, but hey, we make do with what we have.) Part of the yard was open, and when I took some agility classes with one of our dogs, Phill got into building me some equipment. I’m not sure why, as I did not plan to compete in agility, as it can get quite expensive, it was just something fun to try. He was so enthused about it, I didn’t have the heart to tell him it wasn’t something I really wanted. Maybe it’s that guy thing about men and power tools. Well, as it turned out, even after I stopped going to agility, I loved having the equipment because our dogs, as well as our foster dogs enjoyed doing the runs and jumps. Unfortunately, Phill didn’t finish the wood properly, and it all fell apart after a few years.

The a-frame Phill built for the dogs in the backyard of our Deer Creek home in Hoschton. Phill Roey. Emma Roey

I would love to know what the professionals think about Phill coming to PetsMart when he knew I would more than likely be there, to buy a babygate? I wonder what Dr. Richard Brown (Applied Psychological Health, Athens, Ga.) , Dr. Genie Burnett (Manna Treatment and Counseling, Duluth, Ga.) , and Suzie McGarvey North Gwinnett Counseling Associates, Suwanee, Ga., Lanier Counseling, Buford, Ga.) all think? But then, to be honest, I’d rather have the opinion of someone whom I consider to be a little more professional.

Happy Thanksgiving Emma

Posted on November 26, 2014 by losingemma

Happy Thanksgiving Emma. Whether you are at home with Daddy or spending it with Daddy’s RC group, I hope the cutest little turkey I know has a wonderful day! You also have a BIG birthday coming up!

P.S. Have fun with the Black Friday shopping!! I was wondering if Kohl’s is still your favorite. You know me, i will be far away from the crowds! My one and only Black Friday shopping was with you, just before……………

Emma Katherine Roey

Bud the Boyfriend Part 2, The Break-up (UPDATED 11/18/14)

Posted on November 4, 2014 by losingemma

Another One of Emma’s Pinterest posts while dating “Bud.”

Bud the Boyfriend, Part 2, The Break-up

When I found out about Bud, I began writing about it on the blog. I found out who Bud’s mother was and contacted her with a brief e-mail stating my situation with Emma and gave her my name, address, phone number, and e-mail address and told her to please contact me if she had any questions.

Early on, I got a couple of e-mails through the blog from Bud’s mother, but I felt a little funny about posting them, so I didn’t. Bud’s mother threatened legal action, but I’d already talked to an attorney about what I could and couldn’t post on the blog, so I wasn’t worried about any type of legal action. I think now, Bud’s mom is probably glad that I didn’t post her e-mails, but in one of her earlier messages, she stated that Emma and Bud were NOT engaged, but that she would be thrilled to have Emma as a daughter-in-law one day, and she told me to quit lying on the blog to make my story sound better. We went back and forth a few times, and Bud’s mother kept denying that Emma and Bud were engaged until I told her that I DID believe her when she said Emma and Bud weren’t engaged, but I was just writing about what Emma was telling other people, and I had the documentation to back it up.

Bud’s mother and I exchanged a few more e-mails both through the blog and privately, and I told her I would be writing more about the lies Emma told about Bud’s family, and although I put Bud’s name as well as his parents’ names in the blog, I let Bud’s mother know that I would never mention Bud’s sister’s name in the blog. I really did not want to cause this young lady any pain. I figured the adults could handle it.

From the first e-mail I received from Bud’s mother, to the last, I could sense a change in her tone. At first, she seemed very hostile towards me, and then later, I think she started to see there was something not right about Emma and the stories she told.

To be honest, I really didn’t want to hurt Bud or his parents either, but when your child has accused you of the crimes of child abuse and attempted murder, you do what you have to. I gave Emma the opportunity to keep this between her dad and me, and I had really hoped that she would tell the truth, and we would move forward from there. I thought that maybe the thought of losing Bud might push Emma in the right direction, but Emma probably felt that if Bud found out what a horrible thing she’d to her mother, he would end the relationship anyway, so there wasn’t any reason for her to tell the truth.

Emma told Bud’s family pretty much what I have said in the blog. I find it interesting that she told them she was sick as a child and that it was due to being poisoned. (That darned DDT again!) Emma claimed to continue to have health problems and always seemed to be tired and didn’t have much energy. She also got over heated easily and fainted frequently. (More about Emma’s “fainting” in a later post. She pulled a very dramatic fainting scene at the home of Fr. George and Paulette Ivey.)

Another sweet wedding idea Emma had on her pinterest page.

I also find it interesting that Emma was in such fragile health while living in Ohio. I guess this was another way to play the victim. Who wouldn’t feel sorry for a frail little figure who’d suffered years of DDT poisoning? As for getting “over heated,” Emma never had problems tolerating the heat. For a while, she was on some medication that made her skin break out into red blotches if she got too much sun, but she managed to go on a 10 day mission trip with Eternal Hope in Haiti during the summer. She also went on a youth group mission trip to Cherokee, N.C. during the summer and did numerous outdoor activities in hot weather. I believe Emma’s precarious health while living in Ohio was just another drama exercise for a young lady who wanted attention.

Emma described Bud’s mother as controlling and said Bud was “under her thumb.” She claimed Bud couldn’t do anything without getting permission from his mother first. I believe, when I heard Emma making these claims, Bud was 21 years old at the time, and I just could not imagine a young man who went away to school, still having every move controlled by his mother.

Ironically, Emma posted this e-card on her Pinterest while she was dating Bud.

Bud’s family never met Phill, and all they knew was that he worked for UPS and was gone most of the time. They thought Emma seemed to have a lot of freedom, very little supervision, and they were surprised when Phill let her move to Ohio without having met Bud’s family or even talking to them on the phone. They had the feeling that he wasn’t very involved in Emma’s life. Maybe this is why Emma accused Bud’s mother of being controlling. Although Bud was in college, he still had rules when he came home, and Emma didn’t seem to have any rules she had to follow.

So………….Emma moved up to Ohio, in with her boyfriend’s grandparents, and lived happily ever after, or maybe not. Emma had everything she ever wanted. She was out from under her control freak, micromanaging mother, and she’d managed to get out of Georgia and up to Ohio where she could start a new life with a new audience who didn’t know about her habit. She lied about a friend being raped and attempting suicide, she lied about being sexually molested, she lied about being physically abused, she lied about kids in the neighborhood she claimed did drugs, got pregnant, had abortions, etc., she lied about neighbors, family, church members, school, teachers, etc. Too many people in Georgia were catching on to Emma, so Ohio was a fresh start, but what happened? Emma got everything she wanted in moving to Ohio. She was pseudo-independent, living on her own, pretending to be an adult, but financially supported by her Daddy. She had this wonderful boyfriend who had a wonderful family who seemed quite ready to accept Emma into the fold. Why did Emma need to lie about Bud’s family? Why did she need to keep being a victim, claiming Bud’s sister hated her and making Bud’s mother out to be a control freak, just like Emma’s own mother?

On Sept. 4th, 2013, I received a rather hateful e-mail from Emma. It was short and to the point, telling me that Bud broke up with her. After the divorce of her parents, Emma sent me a “drop dead” e-mail, just as my attorney had said she would. The e-mail stated that I was not to contact her, phone her, text her etc., and my attorney had explained that if I did contact Emma after receiving a letter from her like this, she could take out a restraining order against me. I received it, and I did not contact Emma again until after she contacted me. Later, I contacted Emma about one of the police reports, giving her the opportunity to discuss it before I published it on the blog, and she sent me the same “drop dead” email:

“DO NOT contact me again, in any form, at any time. Forms of contact include (but are not limited to): phone calls, voicemails, text messages, email messages, messages sent through a postal service, and physical/verbal in-person contact.”

So, I guess how that works is that Emma can contact me, but if I contact her after she contacts me, she sends me another “drop dead” e-mail to let me know that if I contact her again, she will take out a restraining order. I wonder if that really works? Is a judge going to take a restraining order seriously if you contact the person you are trying to get a restraining order against?

Ok, so back to the break up. What exactly happened? In the e-mail I received from Emma on that Sept. 4th, the subject line read: Congratulations, and in the e-mail Emma accused me of destroying her life “so completely” and that I won and I had proven that no matter how hard Emma tried to escape my damage and rebuild her life, I still found a way to hurt her and took away the most important, sweetest person in her life. She thought I would be thrilled to know that all the “crap” got to be too much for Bud and he’d dumped her. She asked if in my twisted mind we were somehow even or would I continue to destroy her life. She claimed she could never have a relationship because I would ruin it, what the hell did she have to do? What was my endgame? What did I want from her? She called my blog “inane” and said that stalking her boyfriend and his family til [sic] they dumped her did not score any points either.

Oh there was so much I could have said in reply to Emma’s e-mail, but what would be the point? I sent Emma a short e-mail telling her I would not do this by e-mail and she could call me if she wanted to discuss it.

That same night, I also received a much longer e-mail from Bud, telling me he had broken up with Emma. I won’t go into the details of his e-mail except to say that he stated that reading the blog and put a seed of doubt in his head about Emma, and he could not be in a relationship where he wasn’t in 100%.

I guess Emma wasn’t quite as convincing as she thought she was. She packed her bags and headed back to Georgia. While I have no doubt that Bud is a wonderful young man, and I’m sure, under different circumstances, if he had ended up being my son-in-law someday, I would have thought Emma made a fine choice in a husband, but I thank God that Bud had the sense to realize something was not right and to end his relationship with Emma. I can only imagine what harm she could have done to his family. I do hope one day Emma can have a good relationship, and even get married, but I don’t think she is anywhere near ready for that step in life right now. She needs to get her own life in order first, but as long as Emma keeps lying her way through life, that’s not going to happen anytime soon.

One more pinterest I thought Emma might like to save for her wedding ideas.

One more pinterest idea I thought Emma might like to save for her future weddings.

Coming up next: Emma’s New Dog!

Losing Emma

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