Re: Berb's New Bodaciously Ballsy & Bawly Blog!
Reply #58 - June 03, 2011, 06:58 PM
lol I will keep that in mind and forget it when I feel like it.
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Today I had to take my son into the police station for his video interview. His father beat him with a belt on another one of those enforced visits the courts like to insist I put my kids through........or else.
So of course now (one would assume) that there will be no more visits, all contact has been suspended and a police investigation is under way. The hopsital visit was weeks ago to photograph the marks, but the formal interview was today.
It was like watching a parallel of my own life. I was just 13, and he is just turning 13, I had to testify against my father, he has to testify against his. The only difference is he still has me and I had nobody.
It was heartbreaking watching him go through that, or indeed watching any of my kids go through everything they have been through in regards to their dad.
Since my stupid fling last year, in which my ex husband threatened to beat my daughter to get info about it all, the kids hadn't seen him until early spring, because I was forced to by the courts again. This is in spite of my little girl crying that she never wanted to go back. The joke is my ex got all agitated over nothing. He saw this fling as some kind of threat, without realising that nothing for me can ever be more than a fling lol. You;d think he would remember what he said to me when I left him, that I was nobody and everybody would always see that, he should never have panicked as this is what pretty much happened.
But anyway (I'm down, expect whining), all of this led to wars between me and him over access to the kids.
Well now who isnt laughing? I mean I told them he was dangerous, I told them he would eventually beat the kids without me there to be his punching bag, and lo and behold, this is exactly what has happened.
Now I see my son facing things I honestly and naively assumed my children, when I had them, would never have to go through.
I hope this actually makes a fucking difference to these officials, but even if they demand I start contact again I would rather face legal repercussions than force my kids to see him again.
Was a good morning, then a sad afternoon. Tonight, its drinking and tears. Good times.
Inhale the good shit, exhale the bullshit.
Topic: From the mouth of madness - My blog