Hmmm, where do i start. You may want to make a nice cuppa as this could be a long read/story.
Well i've always been a happy soul and the life of the parties, then back in 1999 i met someone or should i say she met me. She got a job at the place i was running and did all the chasing. Our first date was April 99 and by Oct 99 we had moved into a flat together and in Nov/Dec she told me she was pregnant. I was over the moon as i was hitting 30yrs old and being a bit of a cad i never thought i'd settle down even though i love kids to bits. I remember that night at work when i got a phone call from my girlfriends mother, who i had never met yet. She told me who she was on the phone, then started telling/ordering me to tell her daughter to have an abortion. I politely said i'm going to hang the phone up now. When i got home my girlfriend asked why i was not my usual self and i said i'm ok just a long day. She didn't believe me so in the end i told her. Next day she went to have it out with her mother, she came back later with doubts in her head whether to go ahead with the pregnancy. I was so upset as we were both over the moon she was pregnant. I was warned by my girlfriends sisters and father that the mother was a nasty cow and just to ignore her. Anyways Aug 2000 came and my child was born. My friend who owned all the properties in the street asked if we wanted to move out of the flat into one of the houses to which we did in April 2001. I got a job right next door to the house we lived in so meant i could work 16hr days and pop home for lunch and see them both. My girlfriend wanted to start getting her own income and started using the house for pyramid selling schemes along with her mother. I told her it was a bad idea but she had about £13K just sitting there burning a hole in her pocket. Sure enough she spunked the lot which pretty much started the war of words and her mother putting her two pennies worth in. After my childs 1st birthday we pretty much split up and she moved to her mums, within a few days she came crying back saying she couldn't live with her mum. I asked her to give me a day or two to look about and she could have the house as i didn't want my child being upset or homeless. I went back to my parents to live which i dreaded as i hated my father but loved my mother. I still worked hard and was earning about £1k a week doing two full time jobs. I was giving her half of my wage even though we weren't married or anything but that's me.
8mths later i got offered a flat on the local Housing Association as it was like walking on egg shells in my fathers house. He hated having me there and my daughter at weekends. My father didn't do kids, or so my mother told a friend when i was eves dropping one day. Why did he have four kids then?. Well i moved into my new upstairs flat and everything was going great with contact with my child though i was having problems with my neighbour for over two years which brings it up to 2003 and my child being 3yrs old now. My neighbour was breeding rottweillers and one nearly broke through the garden fence to attack my child. For over two yrs i put up with music and nearly 30 dogs in a one bedroom flat barking all day long and night when i got in from work. The Housing did nothing though they came round and said yes it is very noisey. In the end i wrote to the house of commons and they decided to move me before putting in sound insulation. Just before i moved my child told me that a policeman had splashed water on her face the other day. I asked her mother about this and she said she was just playing around with you. Next day i met an old friend of ours who asked why i wasn't at my childs christening. I was gobsmacked, he said everyone was there for your childs christening even your ex-girlfriends drug dealing boyfriend and his mother was made godmother. They even changed your childs surname. I approached her again though little did she know that i knew what had happened, she once again denied this. My child was 3yrs old and i knew she wasn't lying about what she thought was a policeman but infact a priest. My ex started getting all funny and stopped my contact with my daughter.
I contacted a solicitor and they tried to be amicable with her but she just kept ignoring them so she left us no choice but to take the case to court after months of letters going back n forth. When we got to court her barrister had told the court that the mother had stopped contact because i was threatening her to which i wasn't. All i mentioned was i don't want those two drug dealing brothers near my child. After the court case the judge laughed at her lies and gave me contact back and i also agreed to a double barreled surname. It took over a year to get the case to court because everytime she received a letter from my solicitor she threw another accusation/lie back. Oh! also we were both cautioned by the police for sending text messages back n forth and they called it harrassement to eachother. The other thing at court was she lied where she lived. Thinking she only lived down the road she had moved miles away, i didnt know this as i was a non-driver and she would drop my child off when contact was ever running.
Since that court case in 2005 around 2yrs had passed by and it all started again with her stopping contact because i wouldn't agree to her taking my daughter out of the country for two months. Well i sent her 30+ text messages telling her what i thought of her and the police arrested me for harrassement as we had both been warned in the past. I was handcuffed on my doorstep, taken to the police station where they did swabs, finger printing and they were even going to shove their hand up my backside. They threw me in a cell for over 26hrs without anything to eat or drink and took me to court the next day. My barrister explained to me that although i hadn't committed a huge offence and in anytime had i visited her address as i didnt drive i had to plead guilty and agree to go on a wife beating course for 8mths and weekly visits to a probation officer. Well that's exactly what i got + a criminal record for fighting to see my child. There was plenty of other stuff that she had done but trying to keep this story short.
2007 and the court case has been going on for over a yr and i was granted every Sunday contact from 10am to 5-6pm. In the past she stopped contact because my childs weekend with me fell on Mothers day. Instead of just asking if ok to swap weekends she would just stop contact and make some excuse up in court that i had done this and done that. This time when she stopped contact she told the judge i had spent all sunday contact in the bath with my child. The judge took one look at her and said you're lying, why would a father waste his only day of contact in a bath with his child and by the way i have 6 letters here stating father and child were at a friends childs birthday party. During this lengthy court case we had to visit cafcass and they came and visited us at home with child. The mother also accused me of sexual abuse towards my child and a whole bunch of other stuff. The judge decided to get in the countries best Psychologist as she had never seen a case like this one. The mother wasnt happy as it would be a man but the judge said the top 5 in the country are all men. The Psychologist visited us both alone and with child present throughout the whole Saturday. When we arrived back at Court my solicitor came running over saying she won't apologise but her legal team are offering an olive branch. The Psychologist report came back that the mother was carrying huge issues from her childhood when her parents split and was handing and telling our child a pack of lies about the father. The report was about 10-12 pages long with just one bit at the end about me the father which stated, father is over-protective of his child which isnt a bad thing. The judge gave me back my contact and holidays with my child, as we left the court the mother just looked at me and said one day we will move to another country. She has done everything in her power to get me locked up and out of my childs life. When i went on the eight month course all the other guys laughed at me when i had to get up and tell them why i was there. They were like, we have pointed guns/knives at our partners and been to prison then here and you not ONCE in all that time went near your ex apart from attending the courts. I was accused of so much more towards my child but chose to keep it brief here.
This is what the Justice System has to offer an innocent father who wants contact with his child......Criminal Record, 2yrs Probation, Court cost fine, Locked up over 24hrs in a cell and 8mths on a wife beating course though father never made any contact what so ever with mother. This and court case ended around 2010 so took 3yrs.
Over the years the stress of that neighbour over 2yrs and the mothers actions back in 2003 Christening my child behind my back have taken their toll on me. She brainwashed my child into having a better life in America and my child said if i didnt agree to this they would hate me forever. They left for USA Aug 2013. My child said they would text me everyday with lots of phone calls and skype yet hardly anything but a rushed text. So over these past yrs i have gone from a happy down to earth guy who thrives always on the truth to a guy who nearly died lying in his bed for three weeks with an unknown illness just over a yr ago. I had Liver/Kidney/Hernia/Pancreas problem or so thats what they told me. I had an operation right across the centre of my stomach to which is an ugly scar now. I was told i have diabetes so i take Metformin/Gliclazide and i take Sertraline as a few months ago i got so low i wanted to commit suicide and had many thoughts on how to go about it, even looking online for the best and quickest way to end my life. I do take some other tablets, about 9 each day. I don't speak to any of my family and i have not a single friend in the world. I buy the odd rubbish online to give me a cheery hour or so.
I kinda had a go at my child when i eventually got a response/reply from her this weekend saying you never contact or text me yet you promised me you would stay in touch. Back to feeling really low again and having those suicide thoughts again tonight. I have seen someone/counselor the first time around when i had these thoughts but the guy was a plum.
Feel a wee bit better writing this as it's taken my mind away from those feelings and images. Sorry if i went on a bit ..................