My ex-husband, Mark McLeod, is a neighbor to Terpening and his wife and has been for several years.
So, it was quite hilarious when I discovered the lies Mark's son, Mark Jr. has been telling the other side. Don't get me wrong, there is some truth to some of the things they say, but my ex-stepchildren love to add their own twists and lies to facts in order to play the "victim role", which is an unfortunate trait they picked up from their father.
So, I will elaborate more on this, for those intelligent people who love to deal with pathological liars. Yes, my marriage to Mark was extremely abusive. He is a narcissistic man who is 300% alpha-male, so to speak. I moved from Kalamazoo to Bellevue shortly before we got married. I was 13 years younger than him and very naive at that time. All my friends and family were back in Kalamazoo, and I was rarely allowed to even call my parents because Mark felt that phone bills were a waste of money. One of his favorite things to do was to lock up the phones on me, so I was isolated and had no contact with anyone.
Once the abuse began, it didn't take long to get out of hand. During my time with Mark, I became pregnant with a daughter. When I was almost six months along, his physical abuse triggered a series of events that caused me to lose my baby. After this happened, I was at my angriest in that relationship. Like a fool, I didn't report what happened because I knew he would be in big trouble.
Yes, one day when he was beating me, I tried to run to our bedroom and lock the door, but I could not get away from him. I pushed him to get him away from me, and he did take a tumble down the stairs. Do I feel bad about it? Not hardly. It was not my intent to push him down the stairs, but when you are defending yourself, unfortunate things can happen.
Once, when he was beating me, he grabbed me and had my head forced between my knees (I had been knocked to the floor and was in a sitting position). I couldn't breathe and felt great tension in my neck. In self-defense, I grabbed him by the testicles and twisted them as hard as I could. When he dropped to his knees, I did punch him in the nose, which did appear to be broken afterwards. My nose was never broken during our few, miserable years together.
And yes, I punched out the window. I was not living with Mark at the time, as I had my own apartment in Battle Creek. However, we were trying to work things out in our marriage. Yes, I was drunk that night (I am a recovering alcoholic). I had been at his house for a week, and to this day, I'm not sure what we were fighting about. I packed up what I had there into my car and had made a couple trips loading stuff up when he locked me out of the house. I was going to unlock the door, but he had taken my house key off my key chain. So, I punched the window out. In doing so, I sliced through an artery so badly that blood was shooting out of my hand to the beat of my pulse. My concern was not to go after my husband but to get to the hospital before I bled to death. I didn't even go back into the house. I remember him saying he was getting a blanket and taking me to the hospital, but by the time he returned to the door to leave, I was already gone in my car.
By the time I got to Bronson Battle Creek (formerly Battle Creek Health System), the inside of my car looked like someone had been murdered in it. Blood had shot across my windshield and dashboard, and there was a large puddle of blood in the passenger seat where I had rested my hand in route to the hospital. There was so much blood that hospital security would not move my car without covering everything up with hospital gowns and garbage bags.
And his kids? That is another joke. Because their mother died when they were little, Mark did not discipline them appropriately. He let them get away with murder, and the only time he disciplined them was when they angered him badly, at which point he would become abusive to them. They were allowed to talk to me as they chose, lie, and steal from me. He used them as tools to abuse my children and me. My children endured hell at the hands of Mark McLeod, and so did his.
I remember, once, picking up Tiffany (Mark's daughter) from a friend's house. I hit a deer with my car on the way home, and Mark beat the hell out of Tiffany for it. I heard her screaming in the bedroom, and he was sitting on top of her on the floor, choking her so hard, her face was turning blue. I tried to pull him off of her, but he went right back at her. To this day, I vividly remember the marks he left on her neck. The poor girl had to go to church that Sunday with what looked like hickies on her neck.
I also remember when Mark Jr. accidentally ran his cousin over with a riding lawn mower when they were around 9 years old. The kid was lucky he didn't lose his leg, but he did require some intense medical attention. When I returned home from going to the hospital with the cousin, Mark Jr. was in a t-shirt and underwear, and his dad beat him with a 1x4 wooden board for punishment of an ACCIDENT.
And, I will never forget the day my son (who was a toddler at the time) woke up crying in the middle of the night. Mark got out of bed and said he would handle it. I heard my son's crying become muffled, so I went downstairs to see what was going on, and Mark had a pillow across my son's face. Yeah, I beat the hell out of him for it. In a marriage like this, all I could think about was staying alive.
Why did I stay do long? For one, I had no place to go besides a homeless shelter. I also did not want to leave my ex-stepchildren alone with him. If I could have taken them with me, I would have. Looking back, I would have left him the first time he put his hands on me. But, I was a victim and knew nothing but abuse growing up. I tried to stay in Mark's kids' lives because their mother was gone.
The end of the marriage came the day that Mark came after me with an axe in front of my son. What scared me the worst was that my son appeared unaffected by what was happening in front of him. I knew it was time to get my kids out of there. Mark was arrested for a felony assault with a deadly weapon, as well as possession of marijuana that he had grown himself. The marijuana charges were dropped in a plea deal, and he served 45 days in the Barry County Jail, with six months to complete it.
And, as they say, birds of a feather flock together, and neither of Mark's children can think as individuals or alone or stand up to their father, so they recruit their cousins to become involved in their abuse towards me. Because I have one of my children up for adoption, everyone is saying I lost my kids, which is not true. I have custody of all my children (joint legal and physical of one and sole legal and physical of the other two), except for my adopted daughter. Not to mention, Mark Jr. is now friends with Jamie Moore-Bell and Katie Rucinski on Facebook.
This picture was taken of his Facebook wall on Sunday, after I was threatened by his cousin Thelma, who threatened to come to my house to fight me in a private message. She, just like the Twerpies, blocked me so I wouldn't see her IDLE threats. These messages happened after she threatened to come to my house and didn't show up. One thing all the Twerpies have fun with is the fact I gave my daughter up for adoption when she was born. I was only 18 and had one child already. I did not feel that I was in a good position in life to be trying to raise two children. So, I chose adoption, which was a far better decision than abortion (which I would never do). Thelma makes a comment about me getting burned by fire, but I have no idea what she is referring to. She is one of those types who has a very big mouth with no intent of backing it. Seriously, after being married to her uncle, I have learned there is little on this planet to be afraid of. As you can see, they have had a wonderful upbringing the way they have no respect for people.
Why would I go see Thelma? She has my address, and she is welcome to stop by. But, she won't. People like her run their mouths but can barely back their words.
As you can see, Katie likes this picture that Mark Jr. posted. Seems odd, after she cried and whined about how he treated her last winter when I introduced the two of them, that she would be talking to him again. It was so bad between the two of them that she almost called the police on him.
Later on, a few years after the divorce, Mark and I reconciled a friendship and even dated off and on for a couple years. He never was physically abusive towards me after his arrest, but he sure did make up for it with his mouth. I rented a couple rooms from him at the end of 2011, until I bought my house in March. Even though he had unlimited local and long distance on his phone, he still hid the phones from me, so it is not because of the phone bills he did that. He did it just to be an asshole. He was hiding the phones then because it was constantly ringing, one of the Terpening Followers and Terpening himself called frequently. He did not want me to be involved in this case while I was living at his house. Everything HAS to be about him.
All this, coming from an alleged "Christian" man who attends church regularly. He has a felony for abusing me but still drives kids to youth programs for his church.
But, thanks to my ex-stepchildren's non-stop running mouths, it has been revealed that there were video cameras hidden to spy on me (felony in Michigan) when I was staying with Mark the last time. I will let my lawyer handle this one.
I made contact with Mark Jr. in hopes of putting a stop to this crap, so I wouldn't have to go to my lawyer. Instead of being a reasonable 21-year old man, he lied to people and said I threatened to call the cops. After everything that has happened with this case, I am aware this is a civil issue, so why would I call the cops? This same man has had at least one Personal Protection Order against from females in his life. It could be expired by now, I don't know about that. He has a tendency to stalk girls and become verbally abusive with him, as Katie Rucinski discovered earlier this year when she was trying to date him.
And, the Twerpies are just as dumb to believe it all and re-post it online. They have me blocked so they can talk on Facebook about me, spread more lies, thinking I can't see. But, I have seen it all. But, that is to be expected of the Twerpies, as they thrive on any information they can use to abuse anyone not in support of Terpening. One Follower, Laura Underwood in particular, seems to be having great fun with the information she has received about me. I guess because she knew me when we were children that she has an edge on everyone as one of Terpening's abusers to the public.