Chapter 10: Saints, Whores and Settlement Checks
July 2025: This chapter is not in its final form, and media has not been added. I’m annoyed at Sean having gotten 3 years of unsupervised probation for his fuckery.
And…probably unrelated…but within weeks of our breakup, both his baby mamas asked him to use his settlement money to buy them a house, respectively. Like I said, probably unrelated, but at this point, if you googled the average payout for the 3m settlement, search results pulled up amounts in the millions. Unrelated to this, I’m sure,
Carole told him she loves him, and he had done such an amazing job with the girls the year before (referencing all my work.) Ghislane asked him to marry her, use his VA loan to buy her a new house, and let her use his VA benefits to get a law degree so she could “help him get the girls back from Carole.” I saw the texts. Gross.
I think they’re greedy. Gold diggers, maybe. But not in the classic sense, not broke women clinging to a paycheck. These are women with six-figure corporate salaries. Ghislane is a VP at a supply chain cargo company (somehow, probably has nothing to do with sexual favors.) Carole works for a skincare brand and is probably actually competent, she received an award in Orlando last year. They each make over $150,000 a year according to the papers they served Sean with, trying to get more money out of him. They’re not desperate.
So why are they still orbiting Sean, a man they both patronize and try to control with children they repeatedly remind him he cannot have because he is abusive?
Because he’s getting a settlement. One which, for him is a $150,000 settlement. I don’t think he told them that figure. I think they assumed based on what the first few settlements paid out by the lawsuit were..
If he did tell them, somehow, that was enough to expose their children to a predator and ignore that he was attempting to murder me.
His attorney fee’s are 60%, and he deferred his payments over years so he’s less likely to be court ordered to pay these women, which, they probably do not know.
So, that’s $60,000 after fees. 15,000 a year when deferred.
and THAT is enough for both women to reintroduce their children to a man they’d previously kept at a distance for being inappropriate and abusive. A man I was reporting for abuse, who was already in court for assault (again). A man they BOTH already knew had a history.
They asked him for houses. Each of them, within weeks of our breakup, separately told him to use that money to buy them property.
So yes, I think they’re greedy.
For PART of sixty thousand dollars, over four years.
You know, I fully believe in the conspiracies of people trading their children for fame and fortune, these women are doing it for part of $15,000 a year. They were virtue signaling left and right that he needed to be away from ME for my instability (which he not only manufactured scenarios for, but also implanted in the first place,) and then inviting him into their lives. Like, I was the problem.
Let me point out a core contradiction that reveals the moral failure of the baby mamas here:
If they genuinely believed I was unstable or dangerous, then letting their children near a man who lived with me while blackmailing me for it during that time is inexcusable.
If they didn’t believe I was dangerous, then their performance of concern was just that: a manipulation for control, reputation, or money.
Either way, they prioritized financial gain, control of narrative, and superficial “virtue” over child safety. That’s not just hypocrisy. That’s weaponized perception management. And it mirrors cult-like behavior: protect the group’s appearance, punish the whistleblower, and reabsorb the abuser once he conforms to the party line.
I am RIGHTFULLY outraged. This is triangulation, projection, and financial self-interest that formed a closed circuit of harm which nearly killed me, and endangered and groomed three children for future harm and abuse. I’ve already seen how his oldest chose a shitty boyfriend that mirrored Sean’s relationship with her and his youngest was drawing six-penised figures in school at age six.
Ghislane was so upset with his decision to be with me again during the relapse in August of 2024 that she told him he would never see his son again. She messaged us both that we were going to jail, and in general, lost the four marbles she had left.
On my part, Sean was blackmailing me and threatening me again. I had just been in another car accident (rear-ended in a hit-and-run,) and had a major nerve injury in my neck that was literally causing me to forget who I was when my doctors would perform range-of-motion tests. This was a whole thing. The way that affected my cognition mimicked Sean’s cognitive resets and pisses me off to even think about. Fate is cruel.
In that vulnerability, I ended up with Sean again. That was the relapse. My approach was different, I did my best to educate him about the neurology of dissociation, and changed all the language we used around triggers to neurological and biological rather than psychological. It was less emotional that way, more clinical. He did well. I read studies with him and educated him- spent hours on this. The abuse was reduced almost completely. From having been daily before the OOP, to once or twice a month during the relapse, ltierally always when one of his baby mama’s would reach out. THey were never nice.
After he reported Ghislane for identity theft, having found her address on an account he never opened that year, she called and threatened to kill me. This was another one of those eye-opening moments where she intended to cause terror, but her unhinged, childlike, probably-drug induced threats made me think of her as pathetic, and pity her children. She told me she was going to publish videos of me cutting myself and “i hope you die.” It was— it was like being threatened by an eight year old. I felt incredibly sad for her teenage son, whom I knew had required intervention for being suicidal earlier that year. I later told her exactly that. Here is some other crap she was doing that month:
This July (2025) I was started digging into court records again after I stopped getting updates on Sean’s case. It turns out he accepted the plea, plead guilty and has unsupervised probation. Which…feels, so inadequate. It makes me feel like I don’t matter.
Above, I found that her 3rd baby daddy, father of her youngest children, had filed to enforce his parenting time, as she had likely fucked around and was finding out. With Sean, she withheld visitation of their son. Sean went to get an OOP on her, which he may have lied about. He refused to enforce his visitation, likely because he did drugs with her, and they had mutually harmful information about each other they both wanted to keep out of court. I’m sure it was out of habit that she tried to keep her youngest children from their father. But, unlike Sean, he was a US Marshall, and not on drugs. He could do things by the book.
Just on an inkling, I looked her stuff up and the findings were a relief. In April of this year (2025,) on the exact same day, the two fathers of four of her children each filed emergency orders to strip her of custody and parenting time. Her medical records were sealed shortly after, which makes me think she probably failed a drug test.
Sean didn’t file anything about his son, which is its own kind of telling. I’ve wondered if they’re together again. But if she did lose custody of the others, I doubt she’d want Sean to know, and I wonder if Sean would think it’s worth it to risk being around her while he’s on probation. She WILL call the cops on him and make things up. Who knows. It’s hard not to have any closure after these two human cesspools tried to kill me for two years to get back at each other.
This concludes this era of the Hot American Cesspool story.
Coming soon:
Spirit Brexit – A look at the mystical experiences and personal preparations that made survival possible, seven years before I ever met the abuser.
This was all meant to be one book. But it’s easier to breathe and tell the truth, in blog format.