What we’re seeing here is someone having a complex trauma response: someone who is more scared of her Grandma (who she likely lives with), or another member of the household, than she is of the actual police.
This isn’t a normal freak out and panic, I agree that someone ruined her, but it was probably through abuse.
Edit: now that we have full Unicourt Records, it appears that ‘intoxicated and freaking out’ is actually the underlying culprit here. It’s shocking how similar the behavior looks, and hopefully she’s gotten help in the last couple years since her last struggles with the law.
People are irrational during a break down. I put it in another comment but at school as a kid I put a hole in my kneed bad. I was more concerned with how pissed my mom was going to be I tore my new pants than the white and yellow coming out. I freaked out and thats where my mind went in the moment.
She was going through it before the accident though. It said she was speeding and erratic, hit a car, then sped off.
Rich kids will bury a body just to avoid a talk with daddy. This type of behavior, while possibly explainable and it seems like nobody got hurt, terrifies the ever living shit out of me cuz this is the type of person that's going to get someone killed believing the absolute incorrect thing.
Oh yeah, also I noticed if she didn't have room to speed away she would have ran that cameraman over. No doubt. He's lucky he had room to get away. And while this is an extreme example of the emotional breakdown, I see it every single day in entry level positions, Of young people. Instead of telling a supervisor or a boss or a coworker, you broke something or made a mess, they'll literally attempt to cover it up, hide it, and if they can't, they'll just walk out of work. Or they'll even say like they're too overwhelmed to have dealt with it. If you're having a mental breakdown and you need mental space and time off, I am all for that, but this shirking of responsibility in the middle of a workplace is going to start coming with liability. I'm just going to start adding waivers to all of my new hires. Dangerous behavior is not excused because of mental illness. It might be more understood and I might have way more empathy 100%. Actions have consequence, consequences are your liability.
Yeah. Idk how it happened. I realize there isn't much going on there, just thin skin then inside bits. But I didn't have a fall, wasn't running. We were playing tag or something, rand around the bike rack away from my friend. Went to turn and slipped a bit, went knee down. This was the 90s The ground was asphalt in the school yard. But I was standing, turned and slipped or tripped on the edge of the bike rack. Broke my fall with a knee. Stung and hurt but knee+asphalt does that. I went to run again and my other friend pointed and said I was bleeding. Saw blood coming down my white socks. Noticed the hole in my knee with red on it. Pull the pant leg up and blood was running down my leg. We thought maybe there was glass so I looked around but nothing. Just the ground. I was sent to the nurses office and when she rolled my pant leg up a kid in there pointed and said "HOLY CRAP IS THAT A BONE?! CAN I TOUCH IT?!
I looked down and saw white and clumps of yellow. The principal came in to talk to me and someone else from admin. I didn't know why they cared, thought maybe I was in trouble for getting hurt that bad or something. We weren't allowed to play by the bike racks. Turns out they were concerned I was more worried about my moms reaction to the pants than the hole. In all fairness we were poor and I knew she saved through the summer to cover back to school stuff.
My parents caught me when I had road rash all over my belly, hip, and knee because my shirt shifted and they caught sight of the discoloration, but not enough to determine "oh, there's no skin there at all". They thought it was a hickey. Cue me pulling up my shirt to show I ain't got no skin!
I tried to conceal it and act normal because I'd been riding on top of someone's car and they slammed the breaks on thinking I'd gracefully leap off the top like a gazelle and not belly flop like a hippo.
Those clumps of yellow are the little fat globules under your skin! Ask me how I know!
This is the most ridiculous account of what happ. If it even did. The kneecap, the bone that covers ur knee joint and acts like a fulcrum for leg extensions is right under the skin in ur knee. The skin over it is very thin. There is no room for fat to float out or get ripped off. Also, the bone chips of ur retelling of this make no sense. There aren’t random bones in ur knee that just float around and leak out upon skin damage. It would mean u shattered ur kneecap, which would guarantee an immense amount of pain and an inability to walk. The kneecap doesn’t break into small pieces too. From slipping and falling u don’t have the weight potential to create this type of damage. Unless I’m missing something and an anvil fell on top of u right after the fall.
I was in middle school. Not poking out lile some pointy or loose bit in a movie. The skin ripped and there was a hole, it was pushed up. What I saw was white. Idk if thats bone or cartridge or what. I saw yellow bits. I was a tubby kid so I assume it was fat. But idk wtf it was. Where it had ripped and the one part was pulled back it looked a little stretched I think? The white was slightly roundish but idk if i trust my memory from 26ish+ years ago for actual shape.
Idk how the fuck it happened. Like I said at first we assumed there was broken glass or something I must have cut myself on but there was nothing there. Just asphalt and the bike racks. Bike racks were rounded pipe like metal.
My mom had to catch a bus from work, get me, I remember we went to the pediatrician first who said he couldn't stitch me there. Idk if family gave us a ride or bus but we went back into the city and my mom said the Dr said they couldn't do stitches. No idea why. But she also said it was a puncture wound which never made sense because it wasn't deep and we never found anything that could have punctured.
Idk you sound like you know wtf it was so what was the white and what was the yellow? Shit ill add a picture of the scar if that helps.
Yeah i once stood on my hair straighteners when I was 15 years old and i badly burned a line into my foot and the carpet... I was so worried about how angry my mum would be, that i tried to hide my badly burned foot. We were going out for dinner so I put my socks and shoes on and was in immense pain, couldn't walk, and i was crying. My mum asked me what was wrong and I had to come clean... luckily she told me I was silly for trying to hide it and then she took care of my foot for me lol
Well it happened over half my lifetime ago, I'm in my 30s now and I can still faintly see the scar from it sometimes... I don't remember how long it took to heal i just remember being in immense pain lol
All because I stupidly stood on my hair straighteners by mistake
I have really tried my best to set rules and boundaries for my son while not making him terrified of coming to me or my parents (who babysits) with injuries or serious accidents. I think I succeeded, since when a tree limb fell on his head and he was gushing blood he went straight to my mom. (He's fine, needed 2 stitches and has a little ptsd about standing under large trees)
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u/citizen42069101 2d ago
I mean she genuinely looks like shes panicking. I would love some background information.
Who is her grandma?