I must apologise in advance if this turns into a sprawling incoherent mess but I need to vent and don't want to put any stress on my fiancee and generally can't be bothered talking to members of my family who don't understand the need for just getting it out there and will offer something rage inducing like "so... what's the next step?" or "Chin up".
While today could easily be a catalyst for me to go tumbling down that rabbit hole of depression, right now I'm just to damn angry, no angry isn't the word, furious, livid, Furor. No words seem to do justice as to how I'm feeling.
Most of my post history from years ago was me seeking and ignoring advice on what to do over the so called "mother" of my two eldest children. To sum it up I was in a deeply abusive and toxic relationship with a woman who's singular purpose it seemed was to utterly destroy my will to live, I endured not just physical abuse like being kicked, slapped, punched, spat at and bitten to name just a few things but emotional abuse that left me in a very bad way actively contemplating suicide at several points.
But I finally had enough and left, in the process making the biggest mistake of my life, leaving my two kids behind. Part of the emotional abuse was convincing me utterly that I had no rights to my own kids despite being on their birth certificates.
Since leaving in early January 2013 I have been stopped from seeing my children for a period of over two years of their lives. 6 months here, 3 months there etc and have been backwards and forwards to family court more times than I can honestly remember fighting to regain time with them each time she has decided to stop me. Put it this way, I am on first name terms with most of the front of house staff at the court and am almost surprised I haven't got any Christmas cards from them.
We have been that many times and the Judge so sick of seeing us has put a condition on us applying back to court where we must seek permission before doing so. Suffice to say in my opinion she has gotten away with murder, failing to turn up on more than one occasion, making new and unfounded accusations in the court room worthy of Jeremy Kyle. My hard fought time with my kids reinstated time and time again with nothing really changing.
With now needing to seek permission to go to court last year she started a new tactic. Enter the Police!
After going to a wedding in Cyprus October 2016 of which she told me I wasn't allowed to go for some reason, I get home only to be contacted by Merseyside Police asking me to come in for a voluntary interview to answer allegations of assault against my son. The accusations being that I'd apparently thrown an Easter Egg at him and kicked him up the backside! None of which happened, but ultimately led to even more time not being allowed to see my children, social services involvement etc and ultimately another ridiculously expensive trip back to court flanked by an albeit very much worth it solicitor. Naturally the result back from the police was "No Further Action" and my contact was reinstated.
Over the past year there have been several minor incidents that have needed handling by my solicitor such as her not turning up for the kids when she was supposed to but ultimately things have been quite smooth until October just gone.
My fiancee and I welcomed our baby girl Annie-Joyce into the world on the 10th of October and despite a few touch and go moments both are doing fine, my two eldest where absolutely over the moon they had a new baby sister. I had the kids for half term, much longer than court ordered due to their "mother" not turning up and insisting half term was much longer than it actually was. Hey I wasn't bother I had all of my kids under one roof. And then it all began again.
A few days after the two eldest had gone back to their "mother" I received a call from an on duty social worker who would later come to be assigned to the case outright. I was informed that my ex had taken our daughter this time, to school and informed them that she had a bruise on her arm and that I had done it in a fit of rage.
The school did a wishes and feelings assessment at which my little girl said she had no idea where she got the bruise, the school informed the ex of this and she demanded that it be done again in her presence to which the story became "Daddy did it".
Without going into to much detail, fortunately the ex has been caught out lying by social services and giving the kids scripted responses and they finally seem to be seeing her for what she really is, however I have once again been stopped from seeing my kids! For gods sake my daughter was subjected to a full body exam by doctors she has just turned age 7. A faded bruise was found that could possibly have been a grab mark but it had been left so long the doctors couldn't say for sure.
Both are now under a child protection plan for physical and emotional abuse as social services have found them to be deeply troubled by whats been going on, with my son in particular having difficulties. It's also had a knock on effect where I am not allowed to be left alone with the baby, just in case.
So Annie's first Christmas was spent without her big brother and sister. I have to play the waiting game yet again waiting for the police to decide if they're going to pursue things or not, I'd be surprised if they did as my Solicitor was so confident he didn't bother filling in the forms.
Once that's done it seeking permission to go to court, engaging that frighteningly expensive but worth it family solicitor, only this time not to seek my access restored. Things have gone too far now, those poor kids of mine been messed around too much, hurt too much. Told things that no kid should have to hear and put through things that will no doubt scar them for the rest of their lives.
No this time I'm fighting for sole residence of my kids and not only that I'm going to seek removing that vile, evil woman's parental responsibility if at all possible. To stop this from ever happening to them, to us again. So I can give them a proper stable and loving home where we can all hopefully thrive together as a family.
Today though has been really tough, the 11/01/18 was my sons 9th birthday and I wasn't so much as allowed to send him a card. The social worker tried to get me time to speak to him on the phone but the ex just wouldn't have it. God only knows what's been going through both of their minds but today particularly my lads. I love being a Dad more than anything in this world and I miss my kids so much it feels like it could rip me apart, I'm scared for them too and I'm desperate to make it better for them.
Sorry Guys.
While today could easily be a catalyst for me to go tumbling down that rabbit hole of depression, right now I'm just to damn angry, no angry isn't the word, furious, livid, Furor. No words seem to do justice as to how I'm feeling.
Most of my post history from years ago was me seeking and ignoring advice on what to do over the so called "mother" of my two eldest children. To sum it up I was in a deeply abusive and toxic relationship with a woman who's singular purpose it seemed was to utterly destroy my will to live, I endured not just physical abuse like being kicked, slapped, punched, spat at and bitten to name just a few things but emotional abuse that left me in a very bad way actively contemplating suicide at several points.
But I finally had enough and left, in the process making the biggest mistake of my life, leaving my two kids behind. Part of the emotional abuse was convincing me utterly that I had no rights to my own kids despite being on their birth certificates.
Since leaving in early January 2013 I have been stopped from seeing my children for a period of over two years of their lives. 6 months here, 3 months there etc and have been backwards and forwards to family court more times than I can honestly remember fighting to regain time with them each time she has decided to stop me. Put it this way, I am on first name terms with most of the front of house staff at the court and am almost surprised I haven't got any Christmas cards from them.
We have been that many times and the Judge so sick of seeing us has put a condition on us applying back to court where we must seek permission before doing so. Suffice to say in my opinion she has gotten away with murder, failing to turn up on more than one occasion, making new and unfounded accusations in the court room worthy of Jeremy Kyle. My hard fought time with my kids reinstated time and time again with nothing really changing.
With now needing to seek permission to go to court last year she started a new tactic. Enter the Police!
After going to a wedding in Cyprus October 2016 of which she told me I wasn't allowed to go for some reason, I get home only to be contacted by Merseyside Police asking me to come in for a voluntary interview to answer allegations of assault against my son. The accusations being that I'd apparently thrown an Easter Egg at him and kicked him up the backside! None of which happened, but ultimately led to even more time not being allowed to see my children, social services involvement etc and ultimately another ridiculously expensive trip back to court flanked by an albeit very much worth it solicitor. Naturally the result back from the police was "No Further Action" and my contact was reinstated.
Over the past year there have been several minor incidents that have needed handling by my solicitor such as her not turning up for the kids when she was supposed to but ultimately things have been quite smooth until October just gone.
My fiancee and I welcomed our baby girl Annie-Joyce into the world on the 10th of October and despite a few touch and go moments both are doing fine, my two eldest where absolutely over the moon they had a new baby sister. I had the kids for half term, much longer than court ordered due to their "mother" not turning up and insisting half term was much longer than it actually was. Hey I wasn't bother I had all of my kids under one roof. And then it all began again.
A few days after the two eldest had gone back to their "mother" I received a call from an on duty social worker who would later come to be assigned to the case outright. I was informed that my ex had taken our daughter this time, to school and informed them that she had a bruise on her arm and that I had done it in a fit of rage.
The school did a wishes and feelings assessment at which my little girl said she had no idea where she got the bruise, the school informed the ex of this and she demanded that it be done again in her presence to which the story became "Daddy did it".
Without going into to much detail, fortunately the ex has been caught out lying by social services and giving the kids scripted responses and they finally seem to be seeing her for what she really is, however I have once again been stopped from seeing my kids! For gods sake my daughter was subjected to a full body exam by doctors she has just turned age 7. A faded bruise was found that could possibly have been a grab mark but it had been left so long the doctors couldn't say for sure.
Both are now under a child protection plan for physical and emotional abuse as social services have found them to be deeply troubled by whats been going on, with my son in particular having difficulties. It's also had a knock on effect where I am not allowed to be left alone with the baby, just in case.
So Annie's first Christmas was spent without her big brother and sister. I have to play the waiting game yet again waiting for the police to decide if they're going to pursue things or not, I'd be surprised if they did as my Solicitor was so confident he didn't bother filling in the forms.
Once that's done it seeking permission to go to court, engaging that frighteningly expensive but worth it family solicitor, only this time not to seek my access restored. Things have gone too far now, those poor kids of mine been messed around too much, hurt too much. Told things that no kid should have to hear and put through things that will no doubt scar them for the rest of their lives.
No this time I'm fighting for sole residence of my kids and not only that I'm going to seek removing that vile, evil woman's parental responsibility if at all possible. To stop this from ever happening to them, to us again. So I can give them a proper stable and loving home where we can all hopefully thrive together as a family.
Today though has been really tough, the 11/01/18 was my sons 9th birthday and I wasn't so much as allowed to send him a card. The social worker tried to get me time to speak to him on the phone but the ex just wouldn't have it. God only knows what's been going through both of their minds but today particularly my lads. I love being a Dad more than anything in this world and I miss my kids so much it feels like it could rip me apart, I'm scared for them too and I'm desperate to make it better for them.
Sorry Guys.