Failures of our Military and Justice System

Where to begin? I guess I should start from the beginning. I was a young LCpl in the Marines who was being blackmailed by LCpl JV for an alleged sexual assault after a night of drinking. LCpl JV and I participated in drunk but consensual sex. She saw it as an opportunity to take advantage of me and did so. After weeks of playing along with her games and engaging in sober consensual sex I had enough.

After texting me “where’s my money” I began to play dumb. I got her to admit over text that she was blackmailing next for $2000. I immediately screenshotted all of our texts and printed them out.

I went to my immediate chain of command which was a Cpl. I was asking for help because I did not want to get in trouble. After it worked it’s way up the chain of command to my SgtMajor I was ordered to go to NCIS. I was 21 at the time.

I thought that my chain of command was going to lead me in the right direction. I thought they were trying to help me. After my first “interview” with NCIS I slowly began to realize that it was actually an interrogation. Before I went to leave they told me that I would not be leaving with my phone. I had two options. I could give them permission to search my phone or they could go get command authorization to search my phone. I tried to say I didn’t want to give them my phone but they insisted I would not be leaving with my phone that day.

After having succumbed to their desires and just wanting to help I signed a permissive act to search my phone for “sexual assault and extortion”. They told me not to worry that they would just be looking into the case at hand. For 6 months I believed that to be true. I hadn’t heard a word from them.

I had some bad news come in that I had just lost my great aunt. Another grandmother to me. When I went to apply for my emergency leave to go home they told me that NCIS wanted to talk to me first.

Hours after finding out about the death of a loved one they dropped statutory rape and child pornography charges on my lap. I was confused. This isn’t what I had gone to them for. I went to exonerate myself from extortion. They didn’t even tell me how they had come about these charges. But I had already decided that I was going to kill myself and that it no longer mattered. I said whatever they wanted and admitted to whatever they wanted. They knew what they were doing in bringing me in after a death of a loved one when I was most vulnerable. They wanted to catch me off guard and they did. I had let my defenses done and they pounced.

My phone had turned into a 33k keyword searchable pdf file. After concluding that I was innocent in the LCpl JV case they had decided to go for a fishing trip through my entire phone to see what they could find. Well they found a conversation between a girl who had been 15 at the time I was 20. I had made a mistake. I had sex with her. I knew it to be wrong. But I was not thinking with my correct head. It was a mistake of the past that I never intended on repeating and had already learned my lesson from.

After years of fighting for a violation of my 4th amendment and almost winning. The first judge had motioned to suppress all evidence for a clear violation of my rights. Unlawful search and seizure. NCIS had no right to be looking into a text conversation that started and ended before I had even met LCpl JV. They saw the time stamps. They knew what they were doing.

The appellate court disagreed with the original judge. Also by the way my lawyer told me before hand that this judge was harsh on anyone who had a case involving a sex crime. So even with her prejudice she saw the clear violations in my case. No matter.

The appeal was granted and the motion to suppress overturned. We were back to square one. I had to take a plea deal otherwise I would have faced a lot more then a year in jail.

Now after serving my time I have been living in NC for a year and a half listed on the sex offense registry. Over the course of this year and a half

I have battled the mind parasite of being registered. The constant fear and anxiety that people will find out. But as I have told my story to those I have met and come to care about. I realized that I’m really not a bad person. I made a mistake.

Now I am labeled unfairly and have more obstacles then most to try and live a happy life. I recently decided that I would like to pursue an education in psychology and law so I can begin to help people change their minds and that I may attempt to right something I see as morally wrong.

Thanks for reading. I hope my story touches you. And I hope you know. Everything will be okay.

To Thy Own Self Be True.

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