Happy Birthday, Emma!

Posted on December 20, 2015 by losingemma

Emma, I hope you had a wonderful 22nd birthday! Your first birthday as a married lady! Emma turned 22 on Dec. 19th.

And to my readers, I’m sorry to be so slow in finishing up my story about how Phill and Emma tried to get me to violate the Temporary Protective order. It’s coming! Like a lot of us, Nov. and Dec. are busy, busy! I am ready for things to slow down!

The other day, I had a facebook message that said I posted this picture 5 years ago:

I took this Photo when I was doing pet photos with Santa for the dog/cat rescue group we volunteered with. Emma always liked to assist me, helping people and pets get situated or making noises to get the pet to look at the camera, things like that. It was a challenging job as the pets weren’t always cooperative, but we had a lot of fun doing it and talking to people about their pets.

I loved this picture. Emma had that beautiful smile after all the torturing we did to her with braces. This picture was just a couple of short weeks before Emma had Dr. Genie Burnett (Manna Treatment and Counseling, 965 Oakland Rd, Bldg 3, Suites D&E,Lawrenceville, Ga 30044 Tel: 770-495-9775 Fax: 770-495-9745 GA.) call the police to say Emma was being physically abused by her mother. We had such a great time on this day. I certainly didn’t see any signs of abuse in the way Emma was acting. You’d think if her mother was abusing her, she wouldn’t want to go hang out with her mother at adoptions every Saturday. Funny.

As for Dr. Genie, Manna Treatment moved their practice from Duluth to Lawrenceville, opened and closed another location in Marietta, and hopefully is sticking to her forte of eating disorders. I’ve often wondered what therapists do when they mess up, especially a good Christian counselor like Dr. Genie. Apparently nothing. They certainly don’t want to admit they were taken in and fooled by a lying 16 year old. Doesn’t make them look very professional, does it?

Anyway, Emma, let me wish you a Merry Christmas, as I’m probably not going to have much time this week. I wanted to text you on your birthday and wish you a happy birthday, but I know you’d threaten me with a restraining order, so I certainly won’t do that and I’ll just keep writing here.

Thank you to my readers for you love and support.

Emma and her Dad try to get a Restraining Order

Posted on November 15, 2015 by losingemma

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, just as her attorneys were about to file a law suit, Emma accused her mother (me) of physically abusing her and later of poisoning her with DDT. Emma claimed to have a toxicology report to confirm that her mother (me, again!) poisoned her, but would never turn over this report to my attorney. If you read through the blog, you will find many other examples of Emma’s lying. At one point, she even complained about the way her dad touched her and that he called her a “bitch” and a “slut” everyday. (I refused to listen to her when she talked about her dad like that.) 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. If you have any questions or comments, please contact me at: losingemma@gmail.com Please continue to share the blog with others.</em

Emma frequently came in and laid on our bed to hand out and chat with me before I became that evil mommy! Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

You can read in my earlier posts (July 12, 2014 through August 17, 2014) about the Temporary Protective Order that Phill took out on me. I’m sure this was under the advice of his attorney, Seth Eisenberg (Bovis, Kyle, and Burch LLC).

Phill had been getting legal advice about Emma’s so-called molestation from one of his RC buddies, Mike. I believe it was Mike Howell, but there were a lot of Mikes, so I’m not really sure. It could have been Mike Downey. Hmm, I will look into it and see if I can clarify which Mike, but Mike was a former attorney himself. I’m just assuming Phill got his attorney, Seth Eisenberg, from some kind of recommendation from one of the Mikes.

My own attorney later told me that Seith Eisenberg told him, when they spoke privately, that Phill brought Emma with him to almost every appointment. He also said Emma asked every time she came about getting a restraining order against her mom. Seth told my attorney that he thought Emma was crazy and he would handle Phill’s divorce, but he wanted nothing to do with “that kid.”

It’s too bad attorney’s don’t get involved personally and maybe Seth could have told Phill that he thought there was something wrong with Emma and that maybe he needed to look into things a little further before he threw away his wife, but hey, I understand divorce attorneys aren’t counselors. They are there to make a buck off of someone else’s troubles. I did learn from MY personal experience that attorneys don’t think much of therapists and therapists don’t think much of attorneys, and neither of them have much nice to say about DFACS. Some of that was amusing anyway………..

In getting the TPO, two sheriff’s deputies showed up at my door (while Phill conveniently was out) and allowed me to pack a suitcase and leave my home. The sheriff’s deputies warned me about coming anywhere near my home or Phill or Emma, and not being stupid, I had no intention of doing such. Actually, the TPO was regarding Emma, but I wasn’t going to take any chances and was not going to get near Phill either. I was so shocked, stunned, distraught, and overwhelmed by the whole thing. Here I was, my husband of almost 27 years and my best friend had decided I was a child abuser and threw me out of my home. I loved Phill with all my heart and thought we could get through any difficulty together because we were a team. I just didn’t know I’d been fired, kicked off the team, or traded, or however you want to look at it. Phill sure had the element of surprise on his side. I knew Emma was lying, but I never expected my husband fall apart like he did and let her take over. I still thought we were a team and somehow, we would get through this. Now, I understand more about teens with control issues and how this was all partly a big power struggle, and how Emma won, but then again, she got a lot of help from her dad.

To be continued……….

Emma Prays her Parents don’t Divorce

Posted on November 8, 2015 by losingemma

Emma Katherine Roey

I had to laugh today. I was about to sit down and write about the Temporary Protective Order, and how Phill tried to get me to violate it, so that he could probably try for a Restraining Order that Emma had been so desperately wanting. If you remember, Phill had two sheriff’s deputies show up to surprise and remove me from my home with only a suitcase (BTW, he still has all my things, but we’ll get to that later.), so I was looking for the e-mail a friend wrote about how Phill tried to get me to violate the terms of the protective order, when I came across Emma’s e-mail to an on-line friend, Amber Lynn Smith, now Amber Lynn Hicks, a 3rd grade teacher. I think Emma met Amber through an on-line class, and since Amber was attending Piedmont College, Emma was interested in Piedmont College in Demerost, Ga. At the time of this e-mail, Emma had not met Amber in person.

Here is the e-mail (paraphrased) that Emma sent to Amber Lynn Hicks:

Emma tells Amber she doesn’t have time to type it all out right now because of big family problems. She is praying really hard that her parents don’t divorce, but there’s a lot more than that. Her mom has serious mental issures which led to some REALLY BAD physical abuse towards Emma and DFACS was involved….yeah it stinks.

Ok, Emma goes on, she had Ms. Schwartz (English teacher) last semester and she didn’t like Emma at first, but Emma thinks she proved herself.

Mr. Freeman (Sanford L. Freeman, history teacher at Jefferson High School, Jefferson, Ga.) is definitely a kook. Emma says she thinks he enjoys his image. He gets so gleeful when he gets someone into mandatory tutoring. Emma says she is not in that category, thank God! Mr. Freeman’s quizzes are hard, but she gets good essay grades, so it evens out.

Emma says she hasn’t had time to visit Piedmont college yet, hopefully over Spring Break, if things go ok, but if her parents divorce, she will have to live at home because she can’t leave her dad alone. She could commute though, with the right financial aid……

Emma asks Amber Lynn Hicks to do her a favor and when she responds, not to reply, but to start a new message so her mom can’t see what she said. She doesn’t want to change her password because then her mom will know something is up……..yeah, life is complicated.

I remember finding this e-mail and being very upset. Emma was spreading her lies to someone she’d never even met, but now I understand a little more about liars and how they operate, not much mind you because it’s is still very hard for me to understand. My mind just doesn’t work that way, and I don’t have that Ph.d. like some of Emma’s therapists.

When I came across this e-mail today, after not seeing it for at least a year, and being a much stronger person than when I originally found it, I had to laugh at some of the things Emma said, like how she was praying “really hard” that her parent’s didn’t divorce. A divorce was exactly what Emma wanted. There cannot be two queens, and Emma wanted to be the queen of the castle. There was no way she could do that if her mother was still around. Phill was on the road a lot with his job with UPS. Emma’s mom was the evil control freak that was frequently in her way!

Emma said she wouldn’t be able to go away to Piedmont College and leave her dad alone, but that was exactly what she did until she was able to con Tyler Buchhein’s family (her boyfriend she met online but managed to turn into a “real” relationship) into taking her in and letting her move in with them in Ohio.

As for her mom’s serious mental issues, remember, Emma and Dr. Genie Burnett had diagnosed me with “Paranoid Borderline Personality Disorder” or some such without my even knowing it! Dr. Elizabeth Genie Burnett (Manna Treatment, Duluth, Ga.) went through a checklist with Emma, a 17 year old with a long history of lying, asking her questions about me, and diagnosed me! How much more professional can a psychologist be? Dr. Genie must be one really talented psychologist because she diagnosed me through the eyes of my daughter and without actually doing any kind of psychological evaluation on me! AND she is a Christian counselor! The fact that she was a Christian was so important to both Emma and her “mommy” Sandra Brooks McCravy (Sandy McCravy).

I hadn’t seen this e-mail in quite a while, and it is funny how your perspective changes. I remember how hurt I was when I first saw it, and now it’s just laughable (in a sad sort of way). There are so many people who know about Emma’s lies that I don’t really hide that fact that I’m a “child abuse” anymore. I even joked about changing the name of this site to “Diary of a Child Abuser.”

As many of you know, I have volunteered with a dog/cat rescue for over 11 years now. A couple of years ago, we were at adoptions, when a small dog wanted to jump in my lap and hit his head on a table that was in the way. I cooed and comforted him, and a friend joked and called me a “puppy abuser” and then immediately apologized, knowing what I’d been through with Emma, and afraid she’d brought up a sore subject. She felt horrible, but I laughed and told her that I if she thought that would upset me after all I’d been through, she needed to realize I had a much thicker skin now, thanks to Emma. Calling me a “puppy abuser” did not bother me in the least, and I knew it was a joke. Believe it or not, I still have a pretty good sense of humor.

Another thing I wanted to mention was Emma’s English teacher, Mrs. Schwartz. I will get to her story later. Emma told quite a few tales about Mrs. Schwartz because she did not like her English class. Fortunately, I also have those documented. Because of all Emma’s complaints, Emma’s school counselor, Heather Thompson (Jefferson High School) arranged for a meeting between Phill, Emma, and I with Mrs. Schwartz. Poor Mrs. Schwartz was blindsided by this meeting and Emma’s accusations.

Ok, I got a little off topic. I will work on the story of Phill and Emma trying to get me to violate the protective order next. Either they wanted to get me thrown in jail, or to get a restraining order against me. Only Phill and Emma can answer that one, but I will tell you what happened. Fortunately, I didn’t fall for it, and I had some good friends looking out for me.

As a mother, I can tell you this is an odd place to be. I love Emma with every ounce of my being and would give my last breath to protect her. Like any mother, she was my life, and I love her with all my heart, but I HATE what she’s done, not just to me, but to many others.

Just Some Thoughts–Lying and Other Things***** (Updated 11/1/15)

Posted on October 27, 2015 by losingemma

One of my favorite photos of Emma on a ride home from N. Ga. She woke up like a sleepy little drunk.

I love the above picture of Emma. Every mother remembers their little ones waking up like a sleepy little drunk. We’d been up to visit a friend in N. Georgia, and Emma crashed in the car on the way home after a busy day. She was so cute when she woke up. You can see she’d had some chocolate at our friend’s house, as some of it was still on her face.

I appreciate your thoughts and e-mails. I have to say to the person who sent me the youtube idea, it’s definitely something that hadn’t occurred to me. I had to laugh when I got the e-mail, but you had some good points and I will give it some thought. I have just been very busy this past month, and haven’t had time to sit down and write, but thank you for your concern. I am by no means finished.

And a note to Emma: Yes, you and your dad were my life, but believe it or not, I’ve managed to go on with my life without you. I still love and miss you, and will continue to think of you and pray for you everyday. Sometimes, I do something fun, and wish you were here to share the experience or I could call you and tell you about it. Sometimes I read a book and think you would like it, or a movie, etc., etc., etc. Sometimes I think, “Wow, Emma would probably like me now.” if you can ever forgive me for the sin of just being your mother. Sorry I wasn’t the one you wanted.

As for Mr. and Mrs. Emma, I will get to that later. As you know, marriage records are public, but I am still looking into some things, so not ready to write about that just yet. I have a lot of Emma’s back story to get to.

Something that I’ve been wondering about lately is lying and children. Are there some signs that Phill and I missed when Emma was little? Every child lies, so I never thought any of Emma’s stories, even the doozies were abnormal.

One story that’s been on my mind is a story about a girl named Coral whom Emma knew from church. The girls were about 3 years apart and I believe when met Coral and her family when she was in kindergarten and Emma must have been in 3rd grade or so. Later on, when Coral was in middle school, Emma liked Coral, and called her her “little sister,” but it did not start out that way. Coral liked Emma right away and wanted to sit with us at church, follow Emma around, etc. Emma did not like Coral, and since they weren’t in the same Sunday school class or the same activities, she didn’t have to see her much, and since she wasn’t exactly nice to Coral, Coral made other friends and was just fine.

Emma was in the Children’s Choir at church, and once Coral hit 2nd grade, she joined the choir, too. Emma complained frequently about Coral, and I did the usual, “Just be nice……” kind of mom-speak. One day, after choir, Emma told story after story about Coral. I can’t even remember most of them now, but I wonder what Emma was trying to do, keep trying out stories until I fell for one? Kind of like politicians who keep spreading stories about their opponents/enemies until people hear it so much, they just go along with it. Emma’s stories about Coral were so silly and unbelievable, I immediately told her that what she said sounded crazy and I was sure it wasn’t true, and I didn’t give it much thought afterwards. The one story I do remember was that Emma was all indignant and claimed that Mr. Richard, the choir director, paid Coral $20 for behaving during choir, and that wasn’t fair! I may be the dumb mom, but I was pretty sure this wasn’t true. I argued with Emma, and she kept telling me that it was true. I said there was no way Mr. Richard would pay someone to behave during choir. I was sure if there was that much of a problem, he would talk to the parents and/or ask the child to leave the choir. The only thing I could think of, I suggested to Emma, “Maybe he bought some girl scout cookies or something and owed Coral some money for that.” and then I let the argument drop and didn’t discuss it anymore. Emma kept going on about it on the ride home, and I just told her I didn’t believe that. It was such a silly story, I certainly wasn’t going to ask Mr. Richard or Coral’s mother about it, but maybe I should have and perhaps that would have stopped Emma in her tracks. I just let it go.

Emma did something similar involving her friend Rob. Phill had taken Emma to her youth group who was meeting at the church parking lot. He got out of the call for a few minutes, and Emma went off from the group and called me, saying that her dad was acting ridiculous, doing all this silly stuff, trying to fist bump Rob, making a fool out of himself trying to be part of the group and embarrassing her. Huh? This did not sound like Phill at all, and when he got home, I asked him about it? He pretty much said, “What are you talking about? I said ‘hi’ to Rob and shook hands with him and that’s all!” Why did Emma have the need to make up a story about her dad trying to fit in with her friends.

Frequently, when Emma had a friend over, she would tell them, “I was an evil little kid…” and then tell some story about something she thought about as a child. I always thought this was silly, like Emma was trying to make her life sound much more dramatic than it was, but I figured she’s a kid, and if she wants to say that, fine. I wasn’t going to interrupt and say, “No you weren’t!” Now, if Emma wants to say she was an evil teenager, I might not argue with her there.

Much more to come……………

Chainsaws and Fireflies

Posted on September 29, 2015 by losingemma

Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

Emma is now a married lady at the age of 21. I guess the freedom and independence she wanted so badly wasn’t all it was cracked up to be. Most parents would wish their children didn’t get married at such a young age, but sometimes it works out. Emma still has some growing up to do, emotionally, and I would like to believe we will one day reconcile, but knowing Emma for 17 years, I don’t think so. Too many times, I saw Emma decide she didn’t like something or someone, and if you’ve heard the expression, “You are dead to me.” That pretty much describes Emma.
Like the knitting group in the previous post, when Emma decided she was done, that was it. In the knitting group, Emma sat in the corner, by herself, and refused to talk to anyone. I never figured out why she didn’t like the group anymore. When it was just Jan and her daughter, it was fine, but when a few more people showed up, that was it. I saw this same kind of behavior over and over again with people Emma didn’t like, whether it was someone from school, church, or wherever. If we ran into someone on Emma’s list, and I stopped to say hello, Emma was beyond rude in her silence, or would walk away when someone said hello to her, as if she were looking at something, pretending not to hear. Afterwards, I would scold her for being so rude, and told her that I didn’t care if she didn’t like someone, but she still needed to be polite. I wasn’t forcing her to have a conversation, but she could at least say hello.

This behavior never changed. Once you were on Emma’s list, you were dead to her, as I am sure I am to Emma now. I can still have hope that Emma will grow up and accept responsibility for what she did and quit blaming others, especially her parents for anything that didn’t go the way she wanted in her life, but if that even happens, it won’t be until she’s about thirty and she starts to realize her parents did the best they could and made mistakes just like every other parent out there. I can’t honestly say I have much hope though. Kids make mistakes, but as I’ve mentioned before, I think the things Emma’s done go far beyond “mistakes.”

In telling Emma’s story, I want to also tell some of the funny stories about Emma. For much of her childhood, her dad was working, so often, I was the only one to witness some of the funny things she said or did.

Chainsaws

Emma’s drawing of her dad with a chainsaw after a few beers. Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey, Emma Roey.

Emma did the above picture in 2004, when she was 10. Phill’s friend, Keith, a mechanic at UPS whom Phill did computer work for, was an expert at cutting down trees. He had the spiked shoes and would secure a tree with rope before climbing up and cutting the top of it off until it got to a manageable level to cut down completely. If you’ve never seen a large tree cut down, it is very interesting to watch.
Phill asked Keith to come over one Saturday to cut down some trees, and decided to ask a couple of friends from church to come over and help and we would have pizza and beer.

In Emma’s 10 year old brain, the thought of chainsaws and beer was not a good mix! (And you were exactly right Emma. I hope you will remember that about drinking and driving!) The afternoon when Phill was talking to me about it, Emma went off to her room to draw and came back to show me this picture of her dad, drunk, with a chainsaw. I thought it was pretty funny, and of course had to show it to Phill. I even scanned it in the computer, so I could show it to my sister. If anyone is concerned, the adults drank responsibly, and I think the only accident was when our friend, Patti, from church, cut a smaller tree down and it came down on the fence. I certainly can’t say anything about that, because I was out working in the yard alone one day, and cut down a tree that landed perfectly on the boombox I had out with me. It was crushed into a hundred pieces. I couldn’t have done that if I tried!

Emma and the Fireflies

One summer night, when Emma was about 9 or 10, she had gone to bed. Our home in Hoschton had split bedrooms with the living room between. Emma’s bedroom had two long windows and then a wide, short rectangular window above those. The long windows were covered with plantation shutters and we’d put a valance over the rectangular window, so it wasn’t light-tight.

Phill and I were in the living room, when Emma let out a blood curdling scream! We both stood up, ready to run to the aid of our child, when she came running out of her room, straight to me and threw her arms around me. I could feel her heart pounding furiously through her PJs. Emma screamed, “Someone was shining a light into my window!!!!”

Phill and looked at each other, not quite believing what we were hearing. Phill went in Emma’s room to look out the window, and I was starting to figure it out. All I could think of was, “Fireflies.”

Sure enough, lying in bed, looking up at her window, beneath the valance, Emma had seen the little blinking lights of the fireflies at her window.
We laughed about this story for years, and Emma even wrote an essay on it for an assignment at Master’s Academy (the homeschool arts program she attended).

Emma in her pjs, holding a little snake I found In the yard. Emma Kate Roey, Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey Emma Buchheim

The Knitting Group

Posted on September 20, 2015 by losingemma

I have a lot of anecdotes about Emma that I want to share. Some of them may give the professionals out there some insight into what was going on with Emma.

Emma’s first try at knitting. Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey, Emma Buchheim

The Knitting Group

When we were homeschooling, in 8th grade, Emma did not want to go to the Arts Program she’d involved with since 4th grade, and so I was on the lookout for activities for my “unsocialized homeschooler.” (That term is a little joke in the homeschooling community.) I read in our local paper, The Jackson Herald, that a knitting group was forming at the Braselton Library, just a few minutes away from our home in Hoschton, Ga. I asked Emma if she would like to go, and she agreed.

The knitting group was started by a very nice woman named Jan, and she and her daughter Megan were both fabulous knitters. Meagan was about two years older than Emma. Since I am not a knitter, I took along some beadwork to work on, and the first few sessions, it was just the four of us. We worked on our projects and chatted. In addition to knitting, Jan was also a spinner, so we learned about spinning, felting, and all kinds of things about knitting. Even though I am not a knitter, it was interesting to me as well. Emma seemed to really took to knitting and when she wanted to try making a pair of socks, we got her some fancy colorful yarn and special needles. She made a beautiful sock, but wasn’t happy with it, so she took it apart and never tried making another one. I was impressed at how she learned to turn the heel and everything. Later on, Emma took to sewing. I think knitting might have been a little to labor intensive for her.

When it was just Jan and Meagan, Emma was very talkative, and everything was great. She seemed to enjoy the group, and acted like a mature young lady. Later on, a few more girls began to come to the group and Emma made a complete change. Two of the girls that started coming, Braden and Bronte, were sisters that we’d met in a homeschool choir that Emma was in and we’d even done some homeschool field trips with them. They were very nice young ladies, from a good Christian family, just the type of girls Emma would want to be around. Their mother also came and sat with us. Another young lady that came was from our neighborhood. Her parents had had some trouble with her and had pulled her out of public school. She was fairly quiet when we were there.

Once other people started coming to the group, Emma sat alone, away from everyone else and did not speak to anyone. She just sat there and knitted. I asked her what was wrong that she wouldn’t talk to anyone anymore, and she didn’t have an answer for me. It was more than being quiet, it actually seemed like she was being rude. Of course, the other girls didn’t care. They sat together and chatted. It was a small room, so Emma could have participated in the conversations, even from where she was sitting, but she kept her head down, looking at her knitting, and didn’t even try to talk to the other girls. Emma was never shy and had no reservations about speaking in public, so that couldn’t have been it. She just sat there, seeming kind of angry and withdrawn. I never understood it.

Later on, when we decided to put Emma in public school for 9th grade, we stopped going to the group. We ran into Jan and Meagan at the grocery once or twice. They were lovely people.

One of the things that Dr. Richard Born (Applied Psychological Health, Athens, Ga. appliedpsychologicalhealth.com ) got right about Emma’s Psychological Evaluation was when he said she was uncomfortable with her peers. I don’t remember how he said it, but you can go back and read the Psych Eval earlier in the blog. Was this why Emma sat in the corner, practically sulking? Emma loved going to our ladies’ Bible study group. She was usually the only teenager there, and everyone fawned over her, paid attention to her, and was impressed with how well she spoke and how smart she was? She loved all the attention, but in a group of kids her own age, she was just another kid. Was part of the problem that she was not the star of the show? She didn’t get enough attention? I don’t know.

So many parents talk about kids who aren’t comfortable around adults and would rather just hang out with kids. When they meet an adult they don’t know what to day, are bored easily, and just want to go hang out with their friends. I think in our case, with homeschooling and Emma’s other activities, maybe she was the opposite. She was comfortable around adults because they wall thought she was wonderful, but she wasn’t comfortable with her peers.

I do want to write my thoughts on homeschooling, but that will be for another post. Yes, I still think it is wonderful, and I have known so many wonderful homeschooled kids. Emma is not one of them. Would public school have made any difference? I don’t know. It might have just made her a better liar.

P.S. Congratulations, Mrs. Emma. I hope the wedding was everything you wanted it to be. I’m sorry you took your top secret wedding site down, but like I always told you, if you’re hiding what you’re doing from your mother, it is probably because you know what you are doing is wrong.

Emma’s Site Gone

Posted on September 15, 2015 by losingemma

Thank you to my readers. Since several of you wrote and pointed it out, yes, Emma took down her wedding site that she had posted on The Knot. I am in the middle of a crazy, busy schedule for a few weeks, so I didn’t even know about it until some of you e-mailed me.

I’m sorry. I do not have any details. Is Emma marrying “Jackson Miller”? Is Emma marrying Tyler Buchheim? Is Emma getting married in California, Missouri, or Tyler Buchheim’s hometown in Ohio? Is Emma getting married at all? After all, she was telling people for months that she was engaged to Tyler Buchheim, but neglected to tell Tyler about it, so maybe she forgot to tell the groom about the wedding. I don’t know why Emma took the website down. You had to have a password to see it, so it’s not like anyone could look at it anyway. I’m just assuming the wedding is still Sept. 19thin four more days. Congratulations and Best Wishes, Emma.

The purpose of my site is to tell Emma’s story. I have received both positive and negative feedback, but I must say more positive than negative. I can understand why people would be disturbed by the site, but my feeling is, if it bothers you, don’t read it. As I’ve mentioned before, this is not something I wanted to do, but Emma and her dad gave me no choice, so I will continue. I offered to take the site down and keep this between Emma, her dad, and myself, and Emma chose not to take that offer. I have a lot more to write about including observations of Emma growing up, behaviors I witnessed that may or may not have been warning signs. How do you know what’s normal childhood behavior and when that behavior might be something to be concerned about?

I also want Emma’s story documented for when she pulls something on someone else. If Emma should accuse anyone else of rape or sexual abuse or anything else, I want her history known, and I will be happy to provide documentation from the witnesses who gave me statements to show Emma’s history of lying.

A couple of things that I have been thinking of lately were Emma’s experience with a knitting group we went to, and the time after Phill got the Temporary Protective Order against me and then showed up with Emma in the car, wanting me to come out to the car. Here I am, this dangerous child abuser, and you have a piece of paper saying I can’t come within 75 yards, so why would you bring this poor abused child to me? Was Phill just being stupid or were he and Emma trying to get me to violate the Temporary Protective order so they could go for the Restraining order that Emma wanted so badly?

Anyway, those will probably be my next couple of topics just because they have been on my mind a lot.

Thank you readers, I appreciate your encouragement and support. Email me anytime at: losingemma@gmail.com I do answer all private e-mails.

And Emma, since I know you read the site. Good luck with the wedding. And good luck to Tyler Buchheim or “Jackson Miller” or whomever my son-in-law may be.

-Emma’s Wedding Sept. 19, 2015

Posted on September 8, 2015 by losingemma

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, just as her attorneys were about to file a law suit, Emma accused her mother (me) of physically abusing her and later of poisoning her with DDT. Emma claimed to have a toxicology report to confirm that her mother (me, again!) poisoned her, but would never turn over this report to my attorney. If you read through the blog, you will find many other examples of Emma’s lying. At one point, she even complained about the way her dad touched her and that he called her a “bitch” and a “slut” everyday. (I refused to listen to her when she talked about her dad like that.) 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. If you have any questions or comments, please contact me at: losingemma@gmail.com Please continue to share the blog with others.

I recently got some interesting (snail) mail from Petuluma, CA. I wonder what Emma thinks of CA?

Several people have asked me to post the link to Emma’s wedding site. I really liked the comment asking me which Emma was getting married. Was it Emma Roey? Katherine Smith? Sophie Buchheim? Emma-Kate? Katie Smith?

It is a wedding registry site called The Knot, and here is the link to one of Emma’s weddings:

http://registry.theknot.com/emma-roey-jackson-miller-september-2015/10942079

Emma had another site on The Knot which looks like it has been deleted. In that one, the wedding was taking place in Port Girardeau, MO.

Let me give a little free publicity to Emma’s photographer on the site, Amanda Donoho. http://www.amandadonoho.com She does some beautiful work!

Emma, congratulations. I hope everything goes well and your special day is everything you want it to be. I’m still going to hold you accountable for what you did, and I’m still going to keep writing. You know I think you are too young and not ready for marriage, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t want you do have a wonderful life and and wonderful marriage. I may not think the marriage will survive, but that doesn’t mean I want to see it fail.

Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

More to come…….

Emma’s Stressors and Mental Illness

Posted on August 30, 2015 by losingemma

Because Emma loved her guinea pig (whom we had for almost 6 years–a pretty long life for a guinea pig), one Christmas I paid a friend to make Emma a guinea pig bean bag chair. Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

Aug. 30, 2015

I have to admit that I had a little fun with that last post. I got a little silly with the Face In Hole site. It was kind of amusing, and as I said earlier, I could picture Emma and I having fun with it were things different. I remember us playing with photoshop one time, and Emma making crazy, alien-looking pictures with head shot of one of our neighbors. In all seriousness, I will get back to Emma’s story.

When I was going through the sheer hell of my daughter accusing me of abusing her (but before Emma accused me of poisoning her), the wife of a friend said something about how Emma was the perfect age for mental illness to show up. This lady is a health care professional, and I didn’t understand what she meant. She explained it to me, and I did some reading about it. Some studies say that one in five adolescents has a diagnosable mental health disorder. Wow. I didn’t know the numbers were that high! Often, what brings about the diagnosis is the stress of graduating high school, leaving home, and starting college. Leaving all that is familiar, an old school, old friends, etc. and going to a new place, whether it be college, a job, the military… All the changes and stressors can exacerbate the already present mental illness.
I know the terms psychopath and sociopath have really been replaced with the diagnosis “Antisocial Personality Disorder,” but people my age still tend to think more in the terms of psycho/sociopath. While Emma was growing up, it always bothered Phill and me that Emma didn’t seem to understand cause and effect, and she didn’t care about consequences. We often talked about how when we were kids if our parents offered a treat like having a friend spend the night, or going out to do something fun, we were Johnny on the Spot at getting our chores done so that we could get the reward. That was something we never saw in Emma. If she didn’t want to clean her room, telling her we’d take her bowling when she was done would make no difference. Nothing motivated Emma except for Emma. She did what she wanted and consequences be damned. If she got in trouble or caught red handed, she never showed remorse or guilt, just anger. Phill and I didn’t understand how to motivate her. Punishments for bad behavior didn’t work. If Emma got in trouble it was because we hated her or we were mean, but not because she’d broken a rule or misbehaved. Rewards for a job well done didn’t work. Now, I’m able to see there was a problem, but neither Phill nor I had enough experience with parenting or mental illness to realize that at the time that there was something wrong.
I can only imagine the stress that brought on Emma’s psychotic break, if that’s the right word for it. After claiming her on line friend, “Lacey” was raped and had attempted suicide, Emma made up a story about a priest sexually molesting her. She claimed this man stuck his fingers into her vagina multiple times. (Sorry for the graphic content there, but I think I need to say it bluntly to emphasize the seriousness of Emma’s allegations.) Emma was interviewed over and over again and therefore rehearsed her scene multiple times with numerous officials and members of two churches, attorneys, various therapists, counselors, a psychologist , a psychiatrist, DFACS, the police and sheriff’s departments in two counties. (Jackson and Gwinnett Counties, Ga.) Emma had been through a brutal interrogation by an attorney who was investigating Emma’s story for the church. And lastly, Emma had a large Atlanta law firm about to file suit. There would be a trial. The attorneys would need to interview “Lacey” to verify that she had been raped and attempted suicide so that the story of Emma’s “repressed memories” was feasible. Emma was about to be FOUND OUT, BUSTED, CAUGHT, EXPOSED! The truth would be revealed! Emma’s lies were about to be brought to light!

Emma was about to get caught with her hand in the cookie jar, only Emma’s misdeed was much worse than the usual childhood transgressionsl. Emma had committed the crime of false allegations, false police reports, etc. She had to cover up what she’d done. I don’t know if Emma would have been prosecuted for her false allegations, but I would think she could have been if the priest wanted to press charges or to sue her. We’ve all faced stress in our lives, and at the age of 17, I think this was more than Emma could take. Phill and I didn’t know about all the lying Emma had done. It wasn’t until after Emma accused me of abuse that I started looking into many of her stories. We assumed we had a normal teenager who could be very difficult a lot of the time, like a lot of them are. I kept telling myself that if we just got her to college she would be ok. I thought she would love college and do well there, and I guess in some ways she has. She’s attended four different colleges that I know of so far, but she does make good grades. I don’t know how she likes it or if she has any friends besides people like Kayla Benifield Weaver and Abby Benito that she didn’t see often but kept in touch with through facebook, e-mail, and texts. It’s a lot easier to hide who you really are when you only see you “friends” for occasional, short visits.

Emma was keeping a terrible secret and didn’t have anyone to talk to about it. If she did talk about it, she would have had to admit what horrible things she’d done. I can only imagine how stressed out Emma was that she was going to be discovered. In her sick mind, this would have been catastrophic. The pressure she put on herself must have been overwhelming. She knew what was coming and she must have felt the clock ticking, worrying day in and day out that the attorneys would interview “Lacey” and find out the truth about the “rape” and “suicide attempt” and thus find the truth out about Emma.

In some ways I can sympathize with Emma. With the stress of being thrown out of my home, my husband refusing counseling, losing my marriage and my family. I went through my own stress, and I know how horrible I felt when I felt like I was losing everything that was important to me. The difference is, I talked to a therapist, went on an antidepressant for a little while, and had some wonderfully supportive family and friends who were there for me. I think I worked through my stress without trying to hurt or destroy someone else. Emma chose a much more sinister route.

Emma Getting Married—A Mother’s thoughts

Posted on August 15, 2015 by losingemma

Emma and fiance Tyler Albert Buchheim.

Since I won’t be attending Emma’s wedding, I couldn’t help making a few bridal pictures. Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

For those of you attending Emma’s wedding, I hope everyone knows it is still Sept. 19, 2015, but the location has changed from Port Girardeau, MO to Santa Rosa, CA. Gee, I feel sorry for the people who go their plane tickets already  (wink wink) Then again, I wouldn’t be surprised if it’s an Ohio wedding?

In 2012, I heard Emma was engaged to Tyler Buchheim, an architecture student from West Chester Township, Ohio, who attended Notre Dame University and whom Emma had met on line. I had mixed feelings. She was 19, and too young and immature to be engaged, and Tyler was her first boyfriend, but I was also saddened, no, heartbroken, that I didn’t hear about Emma meeting Tyler, falling in love, etc. from Emma. I felt like in addition to all I’d missed with Emma starting college, I’d missed hearing about something else that was so special in Emma’s life. She’s my daughter, and even with all the horrible things she’s done, I do love her, and I want to see her happy and to have a normal life, even though now I don’t think that is possible. Emma will never have a “normal” life.

I was sad at the thought of missing all the wedding things with Emma like seeing her walk down the aisle to marry the man she loves, helping her with arrangements, going dress shopping, attending her shower, etc.

Since I won’t be attending Emma’s wedding, I couldn’t help making a few bridal pictures. Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

Of course, later on, I was to find out that there was no engagement, according to Tyler’s mom, Sherry Buchheim, who e-mailed me several times and told me that Tyler was not ready to get in engaged, etc. Who knows, maybe Sherry was lying to cover up for Emma. I don’t know, and it doesn’t really matter. I still find it odd that a family from Ohio would let their son’s girlfriend move from Georgia to Ohio, to move in with the boyfriend’s grandparents, if the relationship was not fairly serious. They’d even taken Emma on vacation to Hilton Head and even had professional pictures made of Emma and Tyler.

I felt obligated to warn Tyler’s family about what they were getting into, and saw no point in e-mailing a young man who was in love. Who would he believe? His girlfriend? Or her mother whom he’d never met? Instead, I contacted Tyler’s mother, Sherry Buchheim, and told her briefly what Emma had done. I gave her my name, address, phone number and e-mail address and told her I would be happy to answer any questions she might have. (I’ve already written about this, so dear readers, you can go back and read about “Bud the Boyfriend” to get the full story about Emma and Tyler Buchheim.) I knew that Emma marrying anyone was going to be a disaster.

Since I won’t be attending Emma’s wedding, I couldn’t help making a few bridal pictures. Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey

Now, when I think about Emma getting married, it just makes me sad for her. What kind of marriage can she have? But then again, I am glad Emma’s getting married. She won’t be able to hide her crazy (with apologies to Miranda Lambert—I love that song!) forever, and once the newness and excitement wears off, and the young groom is close to Emma, living with her day in and day out, her husband is going to see that something’s not right. Eventually, the marriage will end in disaster, but of course, nothing will be Emma’s fault.

I was discussing this with a friend, who knew Emma a few years ago, and I guess after everything Phill and Emma put me through, I’ve come a long way. I was telling her that I don’t even feel like I’m missing anything by not attending Emma’s wedding because I feel like the whole thing is such a farce. Her marriage is just the countdown until the first divorce. Or, as my friend put it, it’s the countdown until the next train wreck.

Emma will have her wedding day, her pretty dress, her handsome groom, her wedding gifts, her honeymoon, and she will be the star of the show. But just wait until Act Two.

Special thanks to Face in Hole for the fun website! Emma and I used to do those Jib Jab things where you put the face in (or the dog’s face!) and when I saw this site, I thought this was the kind of thing we would have sat there and played with, laughing hysterically as we made funny pictures.

Since I won’t be attending Emma’s wedding, I couldn’t help making a few bridal pictures. This one reminds me of Hillary Clinton. Sorry, Emma, I know you would hate that comparison! Emma Roey, Emma Katherine Roey, Emma Kate Roey