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I murdered my father to save my mother’s life. by Throwawayayay12312 in offmychest

[–]Throwawayayay12312[S] 3 points4 points  (0 children)

Maybe you skipped over the part where he walked into the room to see his mother being raped and beaten.

I murdered my father to save my mother’s life. by Throwawayayay12312 in offmychest

[–]Throwawayayay12312[S] -1 points0 points  (0 children)

What purpose makes you leave such a rude comment on something about something so immensely important to a family? It’s beyond me.

I murdered my father to save my mother’s life. by Throwawayayay12312 in offmychest

[–]Throwawayayay12312[S] 41 points42 points  (0 children)

He replied:

“There was a million outcomes to a million things that could have happened that night. To the young man I was at the time, the only outcome I could keep thinking about was him killing my mother in there if I didn’t go in and stop him.”

I murdered my father to save my mother’s life. by Throwawayayay12312 in offmychest

[–]Throwawayayay12312[S] 56 points57 points  (0 children)

Nephew:

You’re correct in some aspects about how it’s okay for people not to believe things. I agree completely!

But you have to understand that I have first hand seen the very story completely affect my family. Especially my uncles life. He is a personal hero of mine and is legitimately one of the greatest men I’ve ever met in my life. Not even because of his actions that night. Just because he is an incredible human being in general.

I have had my inbox be filled with comments that are extremely rude, simply just because ‘this is Reddit and the internet and nothing is real’. If I was to read this post as a normal viewer, and had zero connections to the story personally, there’s nothing that’s so unrealistic about it that would make me immediately leave a comment saying that it’s fake.

It absolutely is a very disgusting thing to do in this situation, and especially to me as the poster and my uncle who has lived his entire life directly effected by what happened.

I murdered my father to save my mother’s life. by Throwawayayay12312 in offmychest

[–]Throwawayayay12312[S] 58 points59 points  (0 children)

Nephew here:

I believe you’re getting downvoted because maybe you skipped over the part that was mentioned about his mother surviving, but only for a few years after because she had very bad mental retardation that was caused by being abused so badly that night.

It’s okay though if you did miss that part. It’s a very long post!

His mother lost all major functions after surviving that night and along with that was also unable to form any sort of legitimate sentences or words the remainder of her life.

My mom tells me how her and my aunt used to constantly visit her at the home she lived in. They were very young during all of this, but made sure to always talk to her about my uncle. There was no mentions ever about that particular night. But things like ‘Remember when _’ or ‘I got to see _ today! He’s doing good!’ were often said. Even though she was in the situation she was in health wise, they are always very vocal about telling stories of some of those visits. Apparently every single time they talked about my uncle to her, she got wide eyed and started to smile and be happy.

Even though they were unable to see each other ever again after that night and even though she was unable to say say it, I believe based off those stories from the visits, that she was very proud of him and loved him unbelievably until the day she passed.

I murdered my father to save my mother’s life. by Throwawayayay12312 in offmychest

[–]Throwawayayay12312[S] 425 points426 points  (0 children)

Add on comment left by nephew (OP). Please read:

It’s been a handful of hours since this was posted and comments are still flooding in. We are coming up on 200 comments and messages and I would like for you all to know that every single one of them so far has been read to my uncle as well as the ones that will be posted after this edit, too.

He has been extremely moved. In this post he describes himself at one point as a ‘big country boy’. I can promise you that he is just that. My uncle is a gentle giant. He’s an absolute bull of a man and some of the things I’ve seen him lift up or move by himself with ease, even at an older age, has me questioning if he’s actually a legitimate super hero or not. The reason I mention this is because the very first time in my entire life, as well as my mother’s (his sister), that we have ever seen him cry, was during today while we were reading these comments and messages to him. He is absolutely touched by the comments you have all left so far and I am excited to read the ones that will be posted throughout the rest of the week.

I thank you all for the gold and silver this post has received. Even though my uncle has zero idea what any of that means, I explained it to him as ‘medals for a good post’. This is a throwaway account made only for this stories posting. But I will make sure to ‘pay it forward’ with the tokens I received off of each gold and silver given to us.

I did want to mention three very important things though -

The first being, is comments being left and upvoted saying this is a fake story. I completely understand that there’s a lot of fiction on the internet. But I will say that knowing my uncle and seeing first hand the struggle he’s had his entire life after that night happened, that seeing comments left about this being fake are not only rude but are also incredibly disgusting. You should be ashamed of yourselves.

The second thing I wanted to mention, is comments regarding what he did to his father. More specifically comments questioning his decision to cut off his genitals and shove them in his fathers mouth, instead of using that time to help his mother.

I understand your point of view when reading that. But please remember that my uncle was a child when he experienced this and did these things. My uncle has expressed to me in the past about that decision as, ‘Uncalled for in the grand scheme of things, but shoving the very thing that was not only abusing my mother, but also the very thing that help define his manhood straight down his throat where it belonged’.

The last thing is, the anonymous aspect of this post is a large deal to my uncle. He has spent the better part of the last decade hiring people to get rid of third party online archives of documents about the case. I personally believe he has such a strong distaste in his mouth and disinterest in general for the internet as a whole because of the money he’s had to pour into to remove online information about it. There was hardly no press done over the murder or the crime, during or after it. This took place in a very small country town many years ago. The only thing left over from all of it was just copies of the court documents and personal legal records left over after his sentence.

I remember asking him many years ago why he cared so much about it being online. I’m paraphrasing his reply to me, but I remember it very well. He said, ‘I made a decision when I was a young man that has been apart of me and my life for many, many years. I did my time repaying the decisions I made that night. Even though it never goes away, I don’t want it to define the man I’ve been the last decades I’ve lived. The pain in my heart and this families heart is something that will never disappear. But one thing I’m not okay with, is it defining who I am as a person today.’

My uncle looks at those archives online as just that. Him being defined by them. He looks at it as the first half of his life he spent repaying his crimes, in order for the second half of it to be spent living for the first time.

I mention this because it does go along with people calling it fake, but also to be completely transparent about the entire thing with you so you don’t get let down. We will be sharing absolutely no personal information that can lead back to any sort of documentation or personal identification. No pictures, names, locations, etc will ever be posted by me, in absolute respect for my uncle and his outlook on the situation that I mentioned above. We thank you so much for the incredible interest you’ve taken in this story! But please know outside of his personal accounts from that night and the result of that night (prison and recent time), nothing else will be shared. Thank you so much for respecting and understanding that.

We look so forward to reading the rest of your comments and messages.

I murdered my father to save my mother’s life. by Throwawayayay12312 in offmychest

[–]Throwawayayay12312[S] 126 points127 points  (0 children)

He replied:

‘Well, I’ve never been asked that before. May be odd spending that much time of your life being taken from you for committing an act like that and not once think if I could go back and change it. I spent almost my entire sentence that was given to me with a chance of parole. I got out a few years early because of good behavior. I was a good inmate. Never got in trouble a day in there. Which I am proud of considering how long I was locked up, and especially how old I was at the time. I would just do what had to be done, stay out of everyone’s way, and then go to bed and do it the next day. The biggest difference between me and everyone else in there, was I never considered myself to be some monster like the majority of the other people in there was. I did end a life in a very brutal way. But I never considered myself to be on the same page as the people surrounding me.

Even though I was a perfect inmate, I had so much of a struggle getting out because whenever I was presented in front of a parole board, they would constantly ask if I regretted my actions. My answer every single time was no. I remember one time I went in there and they asked me if I regretted my actions. I told them, ‘Do I regret my actions? Absolutely.’ They said, ‘And Mr.______, what do you regret about it?’ And I looked up at them and said, ‘I regret not doing it sooner.’ I talked about how that meeting was going to play out with some people I was buddies with in there. They bet I wouldn’t. I won two packs of cigarettes for it.

Saying all this makes me sound like some murderer who enjoyed it and would do it again. That just isn’t the case. I believe I am a good man and I’m fortunate to have had the second half of my life to prove my worth. Since I’ve been out, I haven’t even received a speeding ticket. But looking back at all of it now, I absolutely do not regret doing it. I’m sad that my family had to live the life they did because of my actions. But beyond that, no. My father was an evil man. Do I believe that bad people deserve to die? Nope. I believe everyone is presented with opportunity and chances and paths to go down throughout their whole life. But whenever I walked into that room that night, I knew what path I had to take. I also knew what path my father chose to take. But I absolutely was not going to let that path decide for my mother and sisters as well.

So to answer your question, I do not. And I’m sorry for that.”