That girl was not in the Navy, she was discharged last year for mental health and emotional issues after several meltdowns on a ship she was on.
Her name is Carli Richards she goes by Carli Rotten, that is her handle for the band she plays in, she claims to be an alternative model and she is sort of an abrasive broad, I read all her blog posts and she has some pretty shitty things to say about JH and the victims who werent as smart as she was and didnt run. She has a lot of anger inside and I take it she had that even before this started as she claims she was sexually abused and witnessed bad things in the Navy. You can google "Carli Rotten" for her facebook page, and you can read her blog here, interesting reading:
http://www.carlirotten.net/She has been under heavy attack after her comments that JH should be killed by firing squad so she is hitting back on her blog.
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My teenage years continued, and I spent a lot of time with boys who used and abused me. In a small act of courage, I finally said “fuck you” to my controlling boyfriend at the age of 18 and joined the United States Navy. I believed what I wanted to, which included the things my recruiter told me about how sailors get paid to party like rock stars, travel the world, and basically just live it up. Little did I know that I would fall witness to a traumatic event that would bring back memories of my childhood that were not properly dealt with- and, sadly, the victim also did not receive justice. The victim happened to be my best friend, whose name I’ll exclude for fear of watching her become exploited as I have. She was really my rock throughout most of my Navy career. I’ve worked on the flight deck of an aircraft carrier and had a near death experience up there that made me fearful to ever go back.
In January of 2011, I was finally admitted to a mental hospital in Bakersfield after realizing that my nightly meltdowns were no joke, and I was a genuine hazard to myself and my shipmates. Later, I was diagnosed with a whole can of worms, the main diagnosis being Borderline Personality Disorder. “Personality disorder? My personality is sweet!” I thought. I guess it wasn’t sweet enough, and I ended my Navy career 10 months later on a general discharge, also known as an administrative separation. I was swept under the rug, as my friend was, and to the Navy, I never existed.
Just about a week ago, I remember feeling sorry for myself because of all the debt I have accumulated, between student loans, bills, and credit card debt from being practically homeless when I was discharged. But I’ve decided to be resilient and keep on with what I’m doing, study hard, work hard, eat better, get some exercise, and make life as great as I can- because, to me, life is what you make it.
I had no idea that the other night, I would be thankful for my Navy training. Anyone who has read the accounts from Chris (my boyfriend) and I about what happened at the Aurora Theater probably has a decent grip on what happened. You know that it was recognizing the smell of tear gas, from my Navy basic training, that prompted me to run. Writing about it was not only amazingly therapeutic for me by piecing some of the mental fog together, but it helped me to sort out all of the details so that I could properly explain to my friends and family, who were flooding my Facebook account, what had happened.