heee, thanks
but apparently she does have an official site, it's somehow under construction at the moment,i was reading some comments about her official site from the King of pop forum and she apparently posts blogs on there, one poster said, her site had written she suffered physically and emotional abuse growing up in her Bio page, but didn't say who.
heres three blog's they did post before her site went under construction.
'' Hello World. It necessary for me to say something today being one of the most important days. On this day my brother Michael would have been 51 years old and tomorrow I will turn 35. Lately, I've been feeling why am I so blessed to get another year. I don't feel like I should be happy on my birthday. Actually, I'm not happy…not at all. I have "Angel Baby" doing my make-up at 7pm today and I don't even feel like it. There's a party for me at around 8p, and I don't feel like going. I would much rather lay in my bed with a fine bottle of merlot and a fresh new pack of Newport Shorts…and just cry about it. I'm really not feeling like giving out fake smiles. I really don't feel like small idol conversations. I actually feel like screaming bloody murder, but because I'm Yasmine Jackson's mother, I have to be 10 times stronger than I really am. I can't let my daughter see me sweat. I can't be out of character in front of her because she would be worried about me. So right now as I type these worlds, understand that I am so sad that there is not any word that could explain how I'm feeling. I can't just tell you how it feels. Every time I take a breath, my heart hurts. I feel like I have heavy bricks on my chest and I just can't seem to get focused. My oldest sister suggested that I should see a therapist, but I've never been one to tell all of my personal business. I've always been the one to fix myself. If anyone could tell me how to fix my heart that is shattered into pieces then maybe I need a big ol' colorful Band-Aid. Maybe that will work. Until then I'll just accept my misery and try not to go over the edge.
I love you Michael. See you in paradise… ''
'' Hello World.
It’s officially my birthday. I am 35 years young. Let me tell you how it went last night. I arrived two hours fashionably late due to a 3hr make-up application while I almost fell asleep during it. Then I had to fight with my girdle just to get a waist. Then on with the dress, and then on with jewelry, but when I looked in the mirror I didn’t see myself. Instead, I saw my mother looking back at me. It took me to be 35 to notice the older I get the more I look like my mother Cheryle and I stood there looking at myself because most of the time I would look in the mirror and I would see my dad. Now I see my mother. Then that caused me to start missing my mother. After staring at myself for about a good five minutes, I realized that I really wasn’t in the mood for this Ish. My hair wasn’t right and I just didn’t feel good…but there’s people waiting for me! So I must go and put on the act like everything is “A” ok. ''
''about myself.
My name is Joh’Vonnie Jackson and I also go by the name of “Iron Rose”, which is a name I use that represents my Choctaw Indian heritage. I was born August 30th, 1974 at 2:41am, the day after my brother Michael turned 16. My father is Joseph Jackson, father of the famed Jackson Family. My mother is Cheryle Terrell. I was daddy’s secret weapon, his hope of new found fame. Unsurprisingly, now I’m a woman scorned because of the physical and mental abuse I sustained up until the age of 32. Even though drama would still follow me throughout my life, I have learned to rise above it because I am the mother of the most beautiful girl in the world. That alone speaks for itself. My daughter’s name is Yasmine Zaaharah Jackson. She is my love child. ''
http://johvonniejackson.com/
well whether we like her or not.....now, what she went through growing up must have sucked.
she may have facebook too, theres only one johvonnie that comes up in their search.