What would you do if you were falsely accused of a crime?
In the newspaper…on TV…you here about a person who spent years in prison for a crime they did not commit. If they did not commit the crime…they were some where else when the crime was committed. Can that person prove where they were (at work, shopping at the grocery store, at McDonalds, home sleep etc.) Are you aware of where you are every minute of the day? Do you save your receipts or ATM slips to prove that you ran down to the convenient store for a gallon of milk at the time the crime took place. I have never been falsely accused of a crime (thank goodness) What would you do if you were falsely accused of a crime?
I had my life flushed down the toilet by false accusations from a corrupt cop, (ironically I worked with this person professionally, I was in Corrections at the time), so I'm living the dream! I'm being cynical mind you.
Basically, it was my word versus that cop and his "buddies" and I lost.
So, as such, because of this accusation, I cannot work because no-one will hire me, I have no life, no money, no friends and I just celebrated my most miserable birthday 2 days ago, my 40-ith.
This accusation took my life, my home, my marriage from me and flushed it down the toilet, I used to love life and the people in it. Now, I trust no-one and hate everything.
So, what would I do about it? There is nothing one can do except piss and moan, a ton.
I was, and still am, a person who readily admits to any and all mistakes I've made in my life, I've made my share of them. I will not admit to anything I haven't done, both good and bad.
In Corrections as a Lieutenant I used to hear "Oh, I'm innocent!" at least once per day and I always told them, "Tell it to the Judge who sentenced you.". Ah the sweet irony of my ignorance. I used to love my job, I drove the State bus and transferred the inmates from institution to institution, and what I wouldn't give for another try at a life again. I mentioned this the other day, I firmly believe as a result of this "incident" I would be a much better officer because now I truly understand both sides of law enforcement. Sadly, my life has been reduced to a piece of paper, a falsified police report. Every time I apply for a job requiring a background check, (all good employers do one), that damn report turns up. I donated thousands of dollars to my home church, and the people down on their luck anonomously, because I didn't want to hurt their pride, or be prideful myself. Now, I'm the one who needs a bit of help and can I get it? Umm, NO!
So yeah, I'm just a bit angry about this whole thing. It has been almost 5 years and I remember it like yesterday. I cannot forget the last day of my "real" life. I've been told a thousand times, "Just move on, forget it", well, people, it ain't that easy. I wish it were.
And for all of you who think I'm "stretching" the truth, or "lying" about this, think again, I bristle at the thought of someone calling me a liar. The one thing that cannot be taken from me is my integrity and I will NOT give it away.