fredag 11 februari 2011

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Dont believe anything anybody Tells you when it Comes to devorce, custody of your children, and money.
Irrelevent of how many years you have spent together, how much you have loved your children, no matter how much you have done, tried to do, want to do. If your à man you are fucked..
I spent 14 years With My x partner, we have 3 wonderfully balanced kids 12' 6 and 4, they love there parents i would like to think equally.
The 14 years were not all good, some great Times' some bad and à LOT of Grey years.
March 2010 she told Me to piss off, I did. My two small kids came to Spain for 9 weeks as usual, the 12 yr old only for à couple, life carried on pretty much as normal,
In june i met à New love, my first real love from 17 years ago.
We married in jan 2011 in puerto Rico we are so happy.
We had à wedding party in Sweden jan 29th My girls were there dressed up, My 12 yr old made à very touching speach, mainly about how i mean the world to her, and that she Loves Me and My New wife so very much. My little ones have been With Me every week since i finished My contract in Spain .
So far so good.?
My x got à New fella, good for her, he moved straight in, good for him
Even though she had tried to keep HIM à secret in à small city and With FB etc thats very difficult.
Under the period march 2010 June 2010 i never heard à Word from My x, i called the kids every week, then they came to Spain.
Under à period of 2 yrs she decided to renovate the house, the renovation went wrong 3 different builders and £120.000 later it was sort of done, we borrowed money from the bank it wasnt enough i worked and worked paid and paid, rented an Apartment we moved in the builders took the piss you know the dance, i was away working the builders took liberties. When it was neally done thats when she told Me in the car on the way to day school to fuck off, in front of the kids NICE.
I was sat on the balcony in illetes With the little one and bingo contact, à simple text i need £ 3000, not hello hi please just i need 3000 quid, i flew back from Spain did à gig in goteborg, she got that money, i brought her money she got 3000 quid, no thankyou simple as that. I continued to send money as  i had done for the past 7 years.
Id met My now wife by this time, i kept no secrets, just kept it quite to protect My 12 yr old, late August she came out to grt the kids, at the same time My now wife was visiting, she stayed in à hotel, what à mistake by Me, by now the x realised we were well and truely done. She started trying to lay the guilt trip on Me, all about the kids how she loved Me etc, her selective memory kicked in, conveintly foggeting the obcene texts and vicious mails she sent Me, pointing out that i was not the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life With, that i was à lier à cunt à loser etc, that her life was Wonderful without Me in it, but still wanting money? Me being the mug i am continued to send it, we had credit card bills 9 Grand to be exact, over the summer i sent 9 Grand to pay them off, she of course spent the money on à paramid beauty product called nuskin, when she joined that sect that was the begining of the end, but thats another issue.
Then the selective memory kicked in again, she still Tells people i ruined her economy and didnt send à shit, good job i saved folies from all the bloody fedex buildings and western union i visited 1000€ 800€ 900€ on it goes
She went back With the kids, still in à weird state of denial, luckily sold the house, got à good price bought à nice New Apartment and when i got back guess WHO helped her move? Yes yours truely, the secret boyfriend didnt.
I saw the kids, now the 12 yr old blamed Me for everything, her mother made the mistake of telling her Young mind to much.
First in march 'things Will be different now that Me and your dad have seperated" and telling the poor little soul all the shit that was going on stupid stupid cow.
At the same time telling Me your lossing your daughter, you have to work on it, i still love you in want you back i need money, My god what à mess it was.
So  i went to England for à weekend With saga, brought her mothers car back from the uk had à great trip. All the time i was seeing My two little ones, my 12 year old started coming round to visit, as i Said came to to wedding party, last sunday she was finally going to have her first sleep over, and what happens her mother forgets to call Me and say she was not going to stay With Me homework u understand, 
 all of the previous week the 12 year old had not slept at her mothers, different friends took her in, i had no idea and i was upset, her mother WHO since the day we seperated had stated many many time both verbally and in e mail text " i Will never stop you seeing your children" what she forgot to add was as long as it suited her.

I am extremly close to My kids, extreamly close, so even though i was extremly sad, i was not surprised when she called Me on monday and told Me i would not be seeing My children again, why? I contacted à lawyer regarding My share of the house, now i was quite happy jogging on letting her have it under the impression and Word that it was 50/50 and all for the kids, in november/december Said suggested that we shared the flat Me one week her one week, i had à problem getting My head around that one, she broke her Word on that as well, her and her New fella are doing there best to blow the lot, 
I brought it up she told Me that i should be happy With 3 children and memories from 14 years, sorry it doesnt work that way, 
So here we are 10 months after the first time she told Me to fuck off, and shes at it agiain, only now shes blown the money, and using My Wonderful kids as à weapon. I honestly didnt she that coming. Any respect i had left for her has gone, any slight chance that this could be resolved in à nice way has gone. Im going to fight for Joint custody on My children, we were never married and unknown to Me if your not married the mother ges solo custody stupid rule.
She is even telling the 12 year old thats its only about money, it was never about money, but when you can only see your children when it suites your x, when your x starts to neglect your children, when your 4-6 12 year old children complain and start to feel invisable, and your x openly talks shit and takes the piss out of you something has to be done.
Ive Laid out My stall, belive My children love Me and wont easily forget Me or be turned against Me, My family decided months ago to feel sorry for her and bought her lies, My mother even came over stayed With her helped her pack the house whilst i was still in Spain, that was after staying with me for 7 weeks and seeing the pain, when i came back there little plan was to ambush Me, it didnt work, i saw her once, My Mum and brother were My best friends, and My mother should only know the things My x has Said about her.she has seen the truth knows the truth but decided on standing for the sad little x, excuse i dont know when ill see My Grand children again, ive got news for ya Mum neither do I
but With the support of My Wonderful wife Patricia and My close dear dear friends WHO know the truth about the last 14 years and this past year, ill fight for My children, i was happy to take à token of the profits from the house, not anymore i want My legal half. No matter what the consiquences are for My x, My children can come and live With Me and My wife, we have à nice place in Sweden and an even nicer one in majorca.
Quite often people mistake kindness for weakness, over the past year true friends have come forward the rest dropped away like the melting snow good riddence.

The true victims of this Will unfortunatley be My kids, your NeXT Doors kids, your mates kids
It seems that the inocent always lose in devorce, the ones WHO want to say so much but cant, all they can do is dream things Will be good again one day.
I really hope My x partner of 14 years reads this, and along With any other parent male or female WHO takes it upon them selfs to be the judge and jury and rips à Childs life heart and dreams apart read it and hang there heads in shame.the egosist self centered bastards
What goes around Comes around

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