A Big Update...

I apologize for not updating this blog for quite some time, but now that I'm back, I have good news and bad news…

I’ll start off with the more positive story. We found Sephy! She was kidnapped by a rebellion group of Noughts. One of the members was her longtime friend, Callum McGregor. Yes - McGregor, the son of that rebellious family.

As much as I could gloat about her return, my stomach still churns at the thought of the changed woman she is since we last saw her. She’s became pregnant, with the child of Callum! I don’t know the details of the situation - whether this was at or against her will. All I can say is that the choice and responsibility to have and care for this child will be hers. She refuses to get an abortion, despite her father’s will. By rebelling against him she is pushing him away from any relationship he could have with this child.

I’m too in shock of the situation to form an opinion. Of course, I feel a natural disgust towards the child, but more so towards its father. Whether Sephy wanted the child or not, Callum should’ve been more in control of himself and not ruin her life. Having this child will set her back from her peers and make her a social outcast, a name we don’t dare to say in public. She’s ruining our family’s image and legacy! And the clear cause of all this trouble is Callum. He has certainly paid the price though. He was hung as punishment for his crimes, not only of getting Sephy pregnant but of all the damage he’s caused alongside the Liberation Militia over the years. A small part of me feels sorry for the child, who will never know their father, but my burning hatred for him shines through that feeling.

Despite my anger towards the situation, I have always wanted a grandchild. No matter how I treat the baby, I want to be part of its life, and it part of mine. I’ll try to conceal any disdain I feel towards the child… At least in front of it and Sephy.

Five years ago, I definitely could never see my life taking this turn. Would the old me be so tolerant? Would the old me be more responsible, and never get Sephy into this mess in the first place? What if I had successfully killed myself all those years ago… Would it be for the better or the worse?

I feel as if here is an appropriate place to end this blog; to end this chapter of my life as I open up a new one. I have no idea what the future has in store for me, but we can only hope for the best, but prepare for the worst.

~ Jasmine.

URGENT!

I’m sure all of you know my beautiful, beloved daughter Persephone…

She’s gone missing!

She was last seen at home, a few days ago. She went on a walk to the beach and never came back. I’ll include a photo of her below so if you see her around you can recognize her. 

My assistant’s phone number is xxx-2767737. Call or text if you spot her, with all the details!!

~ Jasmine xx

McGregor's Execution

Most of you may not be familiar with my past with the McGregors…

Years ago, Mrs. McGregor worked for me, and the two of us were quite friendly. We had a falling out due to complications involving mine and my ex husband’s past, but in entirety there were never any true hard feelings. I know I may be putting myself on the line by saying this, but I created this blog to be able to express and define myself honestly, in a way the media doesn’t capture. I intend to do so despite any risks.

Today I attended the execution of Mr. McGregor. Both his and my family attended, along with many other onlookers. As soon as the man was about to be killed, he cried “Long live the Liberation Militia!” A shock to us all. Even in the face of death, this man was standing up to his cause. Risky and rebellious, but honorable.

The real shock came after. Mr. McGregor survived his execution! The sentence was switched to a life in prison at the last second. You could hear the gasps throughout the crowd, showing a variation of emotions from outrage to joy to disgust. And as soon as the silence started, it was over. The Noughts broke out in a frenzy. The Crosses were ushered away from the situation as fast as possible, but from what I could see, the Noughts were punching and shoving at any and all Crosses in their way. Their cause? Who knows.

I think this day has been monumental for both Crosses and Noughts. The Liberation Militia has been defended, in a subtle way. This more lenient punishment is showing to the world, Noughts and Crosses alike, that their longing for equality and actions towards it are acceptable.

This looks like the start of a rebellion in my eyes.

~ Jasmine xx

A Face behind Dundale!

There’s a face behind the crime at Dundale!

The McGregor family has been arrested, under suspicion that Jude McGregor planted the bomb. His fingerprints were found on the bomb’s shrapnel, as well as a can nearby.

Of course we can never be sure. Until there is hard proof of who the bomber was, I don’t believe we should point fingers at anyone…

~ Jasmine xx

Dundale Bombing!!

You may remember my earlier post about the irony of the name “Freedom Fighters”... I was right! Well the “Liberation Militia”, a similar alliance, has just proven the violent intentions that Noughts have for their idea of utopia!

A bomb went off in the local Dundale shopping center yesterday. Killing seven and injuring countless people; Noughts and Crosses alike. The police are yet to find the criminal.

The mental and societal influence of this action are possibly even more dangerous than its physical effects. What ideas will be put into Noughts heads after this? Will the young blanker children think it is okay to harm their Cross authority in order to get what they want? Will they see violence as the answer to all their problems? Will they feel desensitized to the murder of innocents?

I’m at a loss for words, for once. I’m in shock that Noughts would see an action like this acceptable? When have we ever done anything so harmful and heartless to them?

Share your thoughts and condolences below.

~ Jasmine xx

My Beautiful Daughters:)

I’m sure all of you know of my two beautiful daughters, Minerva and Persephone. You’ve seen them on the news with us or in paparazzi photos. But did you have any idea how wonderful they truly are?

Firstly, my beautiful Minerva… She’s the elder daughter, and filled with so much wisdom! She’s so beautiful, so mature and is stellar in all her school classes! Although she can be stubborn and distant, my love for her is still endless… It’s just hard to see that love being returned sometimes! But I’m sure she truly cares about me deep down… I just wish I could see that side of her more often.

And now Persephone, or Sephy as we call her :) She has so much spirit! Such a creative young soul… She has so much potential to do great in this world! I’m so blessed to call her my daughter. She’s the more loving of the two, but she can have her moments as well. But she can see through my more difficult moods, and know that I always love her just the same...

This post may seem a little random… But I think it’s always time for some family love!! I’m truly so blessed to have these two angels in my life. Not only are we family, we’re friends for life. Always have each other’s backs.

❤️❤️❤️

~ Jasmine xx

I'm Sorry.

Now how do I start this post…

Despite having not posted a blog for a long time, I’m sure my current situation needs no introduction. I’ve seen the newspaper headlines “Wife of Kamal Hadley Attempts Suicide!” Those words were the exact ones that I feared would define this situation; that would label me. Instead of Jasmine Hadley, people will whisper to each other “Did you hear what happened to Kamal’s wife?”

When I swallowed those pills, I was escaping life, in a way. Escaping who I was known to be and what I was known to do. I didn’t want to be labelled as purely the wife of Kamal, to not be known for my own accomplishments (whatever those are). I didn’t want to only be known as part of a man I don’t love.

By taking those pills, my goal was not to end my life as whole. I wanted to bring awareness, to let people know that this is not the life I want. I can be so much more than who the media paints me as. I want to define myself, and not be defined. That was the purpose I had in mind while making this blog, and is now the purpose I intend to fulfill.

Leave your thoughts or condolences down below.

~ Jasmine xx