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The following is a continuation of notes I composed to another while wrongfully imprisoned recently:
Thanks for sending me that quotation from Clint Eastwood recently. I've actually had another quote in my mind lately by Tyler Durden in the very well-written movie, "Fight Club": "You must lose everything in order to be free to do anything." Indeed. I in fact and remarkably feel very free right now as I reside in jail. I'm void of fear.
By the way, your handwriting is as gorgeous as you are- and almost as perfect. You are rather talented.
Jail isn't too bad, really. I've always believed taht we are all imprisoned in various ways- in one way or another. Jail simply actualizes our reality, perhaps. Man, am I deep, or what? I've traded a terrible marriage for a very welcome philosophy.
Of course, you are the only girl I write to while I'm in jail. I did send my ex girlfriend Janice a four page letter last week. She likely will not reply to me, I'm sure. I trust you will continue to write me for the rest of your life.
Hayley wrote me in jail a couple of weeks ago after I wrote to her immediately after I got here. Not seeing Hayley or speaking with her is clearly a new experience in pain for me. I cry, and these tears are welcome. I did write Hayley back afterwards, and I'm sure the words I wrote to her will give her happiness.
So when we enter jail, we are not allowed to bring any possessions of any kind inside with us- such as addresses of others, or their phone numbers. We are not even allowed to bring such benign items as, say, machine guns. So again, I'm glad you found me here, and continue to write me. Your words help me greatly tolerate my enviornment as I'm imprisoned.
Speaking with you on the phone on occasion combined with your letters to me greatly mend my depression. You are that much more in my soul now. I feel I owe you big time. Whatever you may want in the future from me, you shall have. You share my madness with me now.
Please get me a new wife as soon as you can, if you will not marry me yourself. There must be a catalogue or something for this that I seek. Or perhaps you could call for me one of those 'free' phone numbers, such as 1-800-976-BABE.
"I could get hit by a bus today. I might as well love the people I love, and take as many risks as possible." ---- Malin Akerman.
"Changing the world. That's what I plan on doing with my future." ---- Tristan Wilds.
I finally got some more paper to write on here in jail, as well as some stamped envelopes, coffee, crackers, and other items to eat this afternoon. I mailed you a very long letter that you may get this weekend from me. All mail I send you will go to your work address.
I still do not know when exactly I will leave jail. I do not have a set court date right now for these violations of law that are fictitious. I wrote my probation officer today as well to continue to ensure her support, and asked for her help in possibly getting me released from jail. So I've done all I can do right now. I'll be in jail for an entire month next week. I'm at the mercy of those who have imprisoned me.
While I'd rather be someplace else besides jail, I actually feel pretty good. I'm completely detoxified, and this is a very good thing. I'm also motivated to re-invigorate my life. And I will do this once I am free.
I do not believe that I'll ever be able to fully mend what may be permanent damage my ex wife Molly has done to my family. Any attempts by me to repair such damage will likely land me in jail once again. I'm still striving to maintain my daughter Hayley's emotional and mental state, however. The family law system in this counbtry is more damaging to families than I could possibly have imagined.
When hostility replaces intimacy, society is in a clear state of apathy. So I feel I need to leave the state of Missouri as soon as I can. For one thing, I'm too compelled to fix this damage Molly has done to others. Yet jail is not where I wish to be.
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Notes From Jail III
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The following is a continuation of notes I composed to another while wrongfully imprisoned recently:
I should really see you soon now that my mind is clear. If I do, I should really stay perhaps with your mother. This will truly test my endurance as well as my stamina, I believe. I'll be her slave, if she allows me to stay there.
I'm very glad I'm off of drugs of any kind now. It's been close to two months since I've taken my prescribed medications. My last refill I got was the day my ex wife Molly filed a restraining order against me.
So I got these prescriptions filled, and then I took over 100 pills of speed and tranquilizers within five days after that refill. At this time I was intentionally over-dosing myself, I really did not wish to live anymore. I'm thankfully no longer in that frame of mind. Suicide attempts seem to sneak up on me.
And I did not notice the brutal withdrawals as I've had in the past when getting of these particular drugs prescribed to me. This is due to the hell I'm going through now masking such symptoms.
It is very cool writing you like this again. If I recall correctly, the last time you wrote me in the year 1988, you were understandably pissed at me. So the letter I recently received from you here in jail was pleasantly refreshing.
And I'm sorry most recently for those times when I've snapped at you with what I've wrote to you when I've not been in jail, Jacki. I ask that you forgive me. I do care about you a great deal.
This method my ex wife molly has chosen to destroy our family with deliberate intent- a family filled with love from myself and my daughter Hayley- is very pathological.
My heart remains full of love right now, yet this love no longer runs smoothly within my heart. I am channeling this love to Hayley, however. And I believe this is effective, and is working to benefit Hayley, as well as myself.
I wonder at times here in jail if I will ever marry or become a father again. Presently, I do not have a desire to do either. I was married for 20 years, and I have a beautiful daughter right now.
To initiate a sequel to my life so far just seems so wrong right now on many levels. This concept therefore seems very foreign to me presently. I beleive I'll achieve happiness and peace any way my life may progress.
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The following is a continuation of notes I composed to another while wrongfully imprisoned recently:
I should really see you soon now that my mind is clear. If I do, I should really stay perhaps with your mother. This will truly test my endurance as well as my stamina, I believe. I'll be her slave, if she allows me to stay there.
I'm very glad I'm off of drugs of any kind now. It's been close to two months since I've taken my prescribed medications. My last refill I got was the day my ex wife Molly filed a restraining order against me.
So I got these prescriptions filled, and then I took over 100 pills of speed and tranquilizers within five days after that refill. At this time I was intentionally over-dosing myself, I really did not wish to live anymore. I'm thankfully no longer in that frame of mind. Suicide attempts seem to sneak up on me.
And I did not notice the brutal withdrawals as I've had in the past when getting of these particular drugs prescribed to me. This is due to the hell I'm going through now masking such symptoms.
It is very cool writing you like this again. If I recall correctly, the last time you wrote me in the year 1988, you were understandably pissed at me. So the letter I recently received from you here in jail was pleasantly refreshing.
And I'm sorry most recently for those times when I've snapped at you with what I've wrote to you when I've not been in jail, Jacki. I ask that you forgive me. I do care about you a great deal.
This method my ex wife molly has chosen to destroy our family with deliberate intent- a family filled with love from myself and my daughter Hayley- is very pathological.
My heart remains full of love right now, yet this love no longer runs smoothly within my heart. I am channeling this love to Hayley, however. And I believe this is effective, and is working to benefit Hayley, as well as myself.
I wonder at times here in jail if I will ever marry or become a father again. Presently, I do not have a desire to do either. I was married for 20 years, and I have a beautiful daughter right now.
To initiate a sequel to my life so far just seems so wrong right now on many levels. This concept therefore seems very foreign to me presently. I beleive I'll achieve happiness and peace any way my life may progress.
Notes From Jail II
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The following is a continuation of notes I composed to another while falsely incarcerated in jail recently:
"Serenity, beauty, and freedom. It only took me 42 years to find all of these things."
To do drugs here, the inmates on occasion swallow ballons containing such drugs, and these drugs are, well, retrieved, at a later time. To smoke pot, the inmate wraps the pot in bible paper. Cigarettes can and have been placed directly into the rectum- just so you know. Of course, aside from coffee, I've done no other drugs while in jail.
Having sex with my ex wife was like trying constantly to copulate with death. I attempted to reproduce with progressive atrophy through amplified apoptosis, so it seems.
It's Thursday, and it is very rainy outside here now. It is very pretty watching this rain fall over the Mississippi river.
I've been in jail for exactly one month today. And I'm so ready to get the fuck out of here.
This is my all time nadir, I think. you are in fact the elixer of my present state- you are the panacea for removing my ego and confidence from the pergatory of their present residence in the trancendal intensive care unit. It was kismet when our mutual friend Ryan drove me to Marietta, where I met you for the first time.
The inmates watch, "Jerry Springer" on TV before lunch here in jail. What a dumb-ass show. Our society is clearly warped. It's quite sad.
Just got your letter from Monday. I'm fighting this restraining order against me by being in jail right now. My love for Hayley continues to fuel me.
With the letters I write to Hayley, I send them to Molly's parent's house. I do not have an address directly for Hayley now. Molly's parents are wonderful people, and will likely insist that Hayley read what I write her. And it is also likely her mother is opposed to this, but fuck her, quite frankly.
The words I read from Hayley here- they are great. There is energy, joy and happiness in the words Hayley writes to me now. This bond I now have resurrected between Hayley and I was against all odds. I fucking did it, Jacki. Not too many 11 year old children from similiar situations would be able to express such joy generated from their father. I'm glad I created and allowed this to occur.
I'm homeless at the age of 43. I was very much middle class just a few years ago. The trip from a limosine to a ditch is a very short trip.
Thanks for knowing and acknowledging that I care about you. And thanks for forgiving me when I have shared words with you that I did not mean.
I can always get in the mood to write, but the writing is always much more exploratory when I'm altered, as the case here in jail. It's like drunk-dialing, in a way.
Keep writing me, Jacki. I love your words.
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The following is a continuation of notes I composed to another while falsely incarcerated in jail recently:
"Serenity, beauty, and freedom. It only took me 42 years to find all of these things."
To do drugs here, the inmates on occasion swallow ballons containing such drugs, and these drugs are, well, retrieved, at a later time. To smoke pot, the inmate wraps the pot in bible paper. Cigarettes can and have been placed directly into the rectum- just so you know. Of course, aside from coffee, I've done no other drugs while in jail.
Having sex with my ex wife was like trying constantly to copulate with death. I attempted to reproduce with progressive atrophy through amplified apoptosis, so it seems.
It's Thursday, and it is very rainy outside here now. It is very pretty watching this rain fall over the Mississippi river.
I've been in jail for exactly one month today. And I'm so ready to get the fuck out of here.
This is my all time nadir, I think. you are in fact the elixer of my present state- you are the panacea for removing my ego and confidence from the pergatory of their present residence in the trancendal intensive care unit. It was kismet when our mutual friend Ryan drove me to Marietta, where I met you for the first time.
The inmates watch, "Jerry Springer" on TV before lunch here in jail. What a dumb-ass show. Our society is clearly warped. It's quite sad.
Just got your letter from Monday. I'm fighting this restraining order against me by being in jail right now. My love for Hayley continues to fuel me.
With the letters I write to Hayley, I send them to Molly's parent's house. I do not have an address directly for Hayley now. Molly's parents are wonderful people, and will likely insist that Hayley read what I write her. And it is also likely her mother is opposed to this, but fuck her, quite frankly.
The words I read from Hayley here- they are great. There is energy, joy and happiness in the words Hayley writes to me now. This bond I now have resurrected between Hayley and I was against all odds. I fucking did it, Jacki. Not too many 11 year old children from similiar situations would be able to express such joy generated from their father. I'm glad I created and allowed this to occur.
I'm homeless at the age of 43. I was very much middle class just a few years ago. The trip from a limosine to a ditch is a very short trip.
Thanks for knowing and acknowledging that I care about you. And thanks for forgiving me when I have shared words with you that I did not mean.
I can always get in the mood to write, but the writing is always much more exploratory when I'm altered, as the case here in jail. It's like drunk-dialing, in a way.
Keep writing me, Jacki. I love your words.
Notes From Jail I
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As many know, I spent over a month in jail, and was wrongfully imprisoned. To achieve some level of freedom, I wrote, and I wrote a lot. I composed over 20 thousand words while in jail. Most of these words were letters to Jacki. Jacki is the one I trust the most.
While in jail, and imprisioned in this fashion, one's mind becomes altered often. There is great misery, and great hope. My state of mind is reflected in what I wrote while there.
The following is one of several letters I sent Jacki while in jail:
I'm starting to get comfortable here, and this frightens me a bit. It's just that I'm powerless at this point about progressing my case that resulted in me being here now. I have a court date on October 15th, and I will ask to speak on my own behalf to the judge as well as the prosecutor so I can negotiate with them about my situation.
I'm very anxious to start my life again. I will do this as I recover from the unnecessary trauma inflicted upon me, and as I miss Hayley incredibly. Both cause me to experience severe intrinsic, and silent, pain. This is nothing short of unimaginable hell, as this pain I feel is indescribable- it is in fact worse than any kind of chronic torture I can possibly conceive.
On the back of this note, I was chatting with a deaf kid named William here in jail with me. We got here on the same day, and he needs a lawyer as well as me. William may be going to prison for theft.
I'm cutting out words from various magazines on this Friday night to use when I write Hayley the next time. These letters that she and I are doing back and forth are really making me very happy in the midst of great misery.
It's Saturday morning now, and I just got off the phone with you. I'll be thinking of your voice all day, and for the days to come. Do not worry about me, please. I can and do take care of myself. Jail is jail. It is not suppose to be enjoyable..
I've told my story to more than one here in jail about my ex wife Molly, and what she has done. They frown upon the fact I did not harm Molly in any way after what she has done to me and my family. Many are violent here, of course. This explains why law enforcement dudes automatically presumed that I was violent. Violent because of those who are my fellow inmates now. Many are very mean.
We finally got to go to the library today here in jail. I got some magazines. No dirty magazines here, I'm sorry to say. There is also a law library here in jail, and I'll request to go to this library soon.
It's Saturday night, and I called a friend of mine from high school a moment ago. I asked him to contact our other friends from high school to try and get me a legal agent. he and these other friends have had legal issues in the past of their own, and they know attornies as a result.
I'll not be able to mail this letter to you till Tuesday. This gives me two full days to continue to write to you, and revise what I write. I tend to do this often.
I've felt a need tonight to hold Molly and my daughter Hayley, and cry with them. This hate that has infected Molly needs to be treated in such a way. It needs to be cured by love. I'll never have my family back again, and I have to learn to live with this. But I'm compelled to fight evil such as this in my life now whenever I possibly can. Always. It hurts.
It's Sunday morning here in jail, and I just shared some candy with other inmates. This elevated my popularity greatly, cause I really do not fit in here with them, overall.
Justin takes a particular interest with you here in jail, as I speak of you to him often. He is a 25 year old good looking guy, and he is a new dad. His son was born as he is in jail with me. He witnessed me illuminate when I first heard from you here in jail. And I showed him letters you sent me that I wrote to you way over 20 years ago.
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As many know, I spent over a month in jail, and was wrongfully imprisoned. To achieve some level of freedom, I wrote, and I wrote a lot. I composed over 20 thousand words while in jail. Most of these words were letters to Jacki. Jacki is the one I trust the most.
While in jail, and imprisioned in this fashion, one's mind becomes altered often. There is great misery, and great hope. My state of mind is reflected in what I wrote while there.
The following is one of several letters I sent Jacki while in jail:
I'm starting to get comfortable here, and this frightens me a bit. It's just that I'm powerless at this point about progressing my case that resulted in me being here now. I have a court date on October 15th, and I will ask to speak on my own behalf to the judge as well as the prosecutor so I can negotiate with them about my situation.
I'm very anxious to start my life again. I will do this as I recover from the unnecessary trauma inflicted upon me, and as I miss Hayley incredibly. Both cause me to experience severe intrinsic, and silent, pain. This is nothing short of unimaginable hell, as this pain I feel is indescribable- it is in fact worse than any kind of chronic torture I can possibly conceive.
On the back of this note, I was chatting with a deaf kid named William here in jail with me. We got here on the same day, and he needs a lawyer as well as me. William may be going to prison for theft.
I'm cutting out words from various magazines on this Friday night to use when I write Hayley the next time. These letters that she and I are doing back and forth are really making me very happy in the midst of great misery.
It's Saturday morning now, and I just got off the phone with you. I'll be thinking of your voice all day, and for the days to come. Do not worry about me, please. I can and do take care of myself. Jail is jail. It is not suppose to be enjoyable..
I've told my story to more than one here in jail about my ex wife Molly, and what she has done. They frown upon the fact I did not harm Molly in any way after what she has done to me and my family. Many are violent here, of course. This explains why law enforcement dudes automatically presumed that I was violent. Violent because of those who are my fellow inmates now. Many are very mean.
We finally got to go to the library today here in jail. I got some magazines. No dirty magazines here, I'm sorry to say. There is also a law library here in jail, and I'll request to go to this library soon.
It's Saturday night, and I called a friend of mine from high school a moment ago. I asked him to contact our other friends from high school to try and get me a legal agent. he and these other friends have had legal issues in the past of their own, and they know attornies as a result.
I'll not be able to mail this letter to you till Tuesday. This gives me two full days to continue to write to you, and revise what I write. I tend to do this often.
I've felt a need tonight to hold Molly and my daughter Hayley, and cry with them. This hate that has infected Molly needs to be treated in such a way. It needs to be cured by love. I'll never have my family back again, and I have to learn to live with this. But I'm compelled to fight evil such as this in my life now whenever I possibly can. Always. It hurts.
It's Sunday morning here in jail, and I just shared some candy with other inmates. This elevated my popularity greatly, cause I really do not fit in here with them, overall.
Justin takes a particular interest with you here in jail, as I speak of you to him often. He is a 25 year old good looking guy, and he is a new dad. His son was born as he is in jail with me. He witnessed me illuminate when I first heard from you here in jail. And I showed him letters you sent me that I wrote to you way over 20 years ago.
Pen Pals Follow Up
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The following are letters from my daughter Hayley that I have annotated here word by word with what she wrote to me. I'm a very lucky father:
OK- the first letter I got from hayley after I initially contacted her through the mail while in jail:
Hi!!!! I miss you so much! How have you been? I hope good. School is going awesome for me. I'm getting good grades, and I've made tons of new friends! What about you- what have you been doing these days (running from her mother....)? Well, I miss you sooooo much, and I love you very much, too. I hope I get to see you soon! With love, Hayley Abshear
Her P.S. at the end of this letter completely wrecked me in jail, as it does now:
"P.S: Everything's gonna be OK- no matter what.
I then wrote Hayley back and established that we are now pen pals. She absolutely loved this new element to our relationship. She then wrote the following to me afterwards:
Dear daddy- Hey!! What's up! Wait! I almost forgot! We are pen pals- YAAAYYY!!!!! (smiley face). Ha ha ha- we are awesome! So guess what? My progress report has 3 As, 2 Bs, and a C. Sorry about the C. Science is just not my subject! (frown face). Well, have you been good (I'm in jail at the time....)? I have. Oh, and another thing: I took a SRI test at my school and found out that I read at a 9TH GRADE READING LEVEL- isn't that awesome? Well, I love you soooo much, and I hope to see you soon. Love always, Hayley. P.S: Please write me back! I LOVE being pen pals with you (heart symbol).
This letter was about 3 times as long as her original letter to me- and is more upbeat. I'm glad I had this effect on Hayley. The next letter from Hayley was after I sent her beautiful pictures drawn by my cell mate, Tommy. They were very cool:
Dear Daddy- Hey, what's up! I LOVED those drawings you sent me! They were so pretty! Thanks so much! So yeah, thanks for the pep talk bout science. but guess what? I brought my grade up to a B! YAY!!!! So I'm glad you are so much better, and I'm so proud of you for that- keep it up! So I'm glad you made a new friend- tell him thank you for the drawings, and that they are presently hanging in my locker! YAY!!!! Oh, and that I said, 'hi'. So I love being pen pals with you, and would love to continue. So write me back! I love you! Love always, Hayley. P.S: I'm being a guitar for halloween- isn't that cool?
I remain forbidden from contacting Hayley now through this method and all others. The law is now damaging my daughter, and this pisses me off, and there is nothing I can do about this.
Her last letter to me was over a month ago. I have no idea how my own daughter is doing right now, and she not getting mail from me anymore now pains me greatly, as with Hayley, I'm sure.
Nor is it intended to initiate any third party contact on behalf of any poster or author, or violate a current restraining order in any way. If you feel there is anything on our Restraining Order Blog that is slanderous, untrue, or illegal, please bring it to our attention. Our Restraining Order Blog Legal Staff will examine your request promptly, and any post you find offensive will be reviewed and possibly removed in a timely manner.
The following are letters from my daughter Hayley that I have annotated here word by word with what she wrote to me. I'm a very lucky father:
OK- the first letter I got from hayley after I initially contacted her through the mail while in jail:
Hi!!!! I miss you so much! How have you been? I hope good. School is going awesome for me. I'm getting good grades, and I've made tons of new friends! What about you- what have you been doing these days (running from her mother....)? Well, I miss you sooooo much, and I love you very much, too. I hope I get to see you soon! With love, Hayley Abshear
Her P.S. at the end of this letter completely wrecked me in jail, as it does now:
"P.S: Everything's gonna be OK- no matter what.
I then wrote Hayley back and established that we are now pen pals. She absolutely loved this new element to our relationship. She then wrote the following to me afterwards:
Dear daddy- Hey!! What's up! Wait! I almost forgot! We are pen pals- YAAAYYY!!!!! (smiley face). Ha ha ha- we are awesome! So guess what? My progress report has 3 As, 2 Bs, and a C. Sorry about the C. Science is just not my subject! (frown face). Well, have you been good (I'm in jail at the time....)? I have. Oh, and another thing: I took a SRI test at my school and found out that I read at a 9TH GRADE READING LEVEL- isn't that awesome? Well, I love you soooo much, and I hope to see you soon. Love always, Hayley. P.S: Please write me back! I LOVE being pen pals with you (heart symbol).
This letter was about 3 times as long as her original letter to me- and is more upbeat. I'm glad I had this effect on Hayley. The next letter from Hayley was after I sent her beautiful pictures drawn by my cell mate, Tommy. They were very cool:
Dear Daddy- Hey, what's up! I LOVED those drawings you sent me! They were so pretty! Thanks so much! So yeah, thanks for the pep talk bout science. but guess what? I brought my grade up to a B! YAY!!!! So I'm glad you are so much better, and I'm so proud of you for that- keep it up! So I'm glad you made a new friend- tell him thank you for the drawings, and that they are presently hanging in my locker! YAY!!!! Oh, and that I said, 'hi'. So I love being pen pals with you, and would love to continue. So write me back! I love you! Love always, Hayley. P.S: I'm being a guitar for halloween- isn't that cool?
I remain forbidden from contacting Hayley now through this method and all others. The law is now damaging my daughter, and this pisses me off, and there is nothing I can do about this.
Her last letter to me was over a month ago. I have no idea how my own daughter is doing right now, and she not getting mail from me anymore now pains me greatly, as with Hayley, I'm sure.
A Fathers Florida Restraining Order Pain
Here is what one Dad is going through due to a false restraining order being filed against him.
This is a letter to his little girl.
He has been forced to leave the state, or face being put in Jail, and the financial ruin that would entail.
I send this to you to illustrate what I've been forced to do now because of what has happened to me. I also want to illustrate how to maintain a relationship with your child ideally, even though your mind is gone due to the hell you as a father are experiencing:
Dear Hayley,
I'm on a trip right now, Hayley. Others want to put me in jail again- even though I've done nothing wrong. So I'm leaving today to move to another state. It's my hope to start my life over again where I move.
And I still miss you greatly, Hayley. I miss hugging you and talking to you. And I will see you when I can, I promise.
It is likely you are now as tall as me now, I bet. You are a very beautiful girl. You are as beautiful on the outside as you are on the inside, Hayley.
Please tell me about school sometime. I love when you write to me about school, and the friends you have as well. I'd also like you to write about how you are feeling these days.
I've been feeling OK, I guess. I'm still trying to figure out how to live my life without my family. This is very hard for me to do. I still do not understand at all why we are not together anymore. What is important to me now is that you know I love you very much.
I'm taking a bus where I am going right now, Hayley. This is my first time taking a bus for a long trip. This should be relaxing for me since I do not have to drive myself. I'll be going through 4 states throughout the night tonight.
I'm going to go see one I completely trust- one girl in particular. This girl is very good for my soul- she cares about me very much. I'm looking foward to seeing her, and spending time with her. She will also help me start my life over again with her. Yet I do not know if I will ever be really happy again. I can only hope I will be happy again.
More importantly, I hope you are happy. You have been through a lot lately, Hayley. Yet you are also very strong, so I'm sure you are just fine. I hope you are healthy, and you have a lot of great friends, and those who care very much about you.
It's rainy and cold outside right now, Hayley. I wish we were in our old living room reading and writing together quietly. I love it when you and I have done this together in the past.
Our bus has now stopped in mount vernon, IL at a mcDonalds place. I'm not hungry, but I did get some coffee here. It is still cloudy and rainy outside, but it's not too cold now.
There is a girl sitting behind me on the bus who is not much older than you. She is talking to her boyfriend on the phone ALL THE TIME. She is from Alabama, and is getting ready to move to Florida. Her accent is really weird. There is also another lady on the bus here with me who is snoring right now.
It is always best to treat other people as you want to be treated, Hayley. When another person treats you bad, it really hurts sometimes. When this happens to a person, that person may decide to treat others as they were treated. This is not the right thing to do to another person. Always strive to be better than many other people who are mean, Hayley. Our world needs more people like you.
I've decided I really like riding on this bus, Hayley. I like watching outside the window all the time as the bus moves. And I love writing you as I travel right now. It's kinda tough to write you if I'm actually driving, you know?
The bus driver is a very nice older lady that sings as she drives. She is a much better driver than your dad. Right now, we just stopped at a bus station in Evansville, Indiana. We'll be leaving here pretty soon. It's also very dark outside right now. It's very peaceful to me as the bus cruises down the highway when it is dark outside.
I find it very easy to write to you, Hayley. Ever since you were born, I've always talked to you, and made you laugh. So it is good that I can continue to talk to you as a pen pal now.
So I have saved the letters you wrote to me not long ago, Hayley. And I've shared them with the world. I'm very glad I'm pen pals with my daughter.
I really think this bus trip rocks. It is a very quiet bus, and many on this bus continue to sleep. Your dad does not sleep much these days. I continue to watch it rain as I write to you. And there are about 25 people on the bus with me right now. It will get more crowded as we pick up others to ride on this bus.
I've enjoyed writing to you, and I will again. You take care, and take it easy,
Dad
This is a letter to his little girl.
He has been forced to leave the state, or face being put in Jail, and the financial ruin that would entail.
I send this to you to illustrate what I've been forced to do now because of what has happened to me. I also want to illustrate how to maintain a relationship with your child ideally, even though your mind is gone due to the hell you as a father are experiencing:
Dear Hayley,
I'm on a trip right now, Hayley. Others want to put me in jail again- even though I've done nothing wrong. So I'm leaving today to move to another state. It's my hope to start my life over again where I move.
And I still miss you greatly, Hayley. I miss hugging you and talking to you. And I will see you when I can, I promise.
It is likely you are now as tall as me now, I bet. You are a very beautiful girl. You are as beautiful on the outside as you are on the inside, Hayley.
Please tell me about school sometime. I love when you write to me about school, and the friends you have as well. I'd also like you to write about how you are feeling these days.
I've been feeling OK, I guess. I'm still trying to figure out how to live my life without my family. This is very hard for me to do. I still do not understand at all why we are not together anymore. What is important to me now is that you know I love you very much.
I'm taking a bus where I am going right now, Hayley. This is my first time taking a bus for a long trip. This should be relaxing for me since I do not have to drive myself. I'll be going through 4 states throughout the night tonight.
I'm going to go see one I completely trust- one girl in particular. This girl is very good for my soul- she cares about me very much. I'm looking foward to seeing her, and spending time with her. She will also help me start my life over again with her. Yet I do not know if I will ever be really happy again. I can only hope I will be happy again.
More importantly, I hope you are happy. You have been through a lot lately, Hayley. Yet you are also very strong, so I'm sure you are just fine. I hope you are healthy, and you have a lot of great friends, and those who care very much about you.
It's rainy and cold outside right now, Hayley. I wish we were in our old living room reading and writing together quietly. I love it when you and I have done this together in the past.
Our bus has now stopped in mount vernon, IL at a mcDonalds place. I'm not hungry, but I did get some coffee here. It is still cloudy and rainy outside, but it's not too cold now.
There is a girl sitting behind me on the bus who is not much older than you. She is talking to her boyfriend on the phone ALL THE TIME. She is from Alabama, and is getting ready to move to Florida. Her accent is really weird. There is also another lady on the bus here with me who is snoring right now.
It is always best to treat other people as you want to be treated, Hayley. When another person treats you bad, it really hurts sometimes. When this happens to a person, that person may decide to treat others as they were treated. This is not the right thing to do to another person. Always strive to be better than many other people who are mean, Hayley. Our world needs more people like you.
I've decided I really like riding on this bus, Hayley. I like watching outside the window all the time as the bus moves. And I love writing you as I travel right now. It's kinda tough to write you if I'm actually driving, you know?
The bus driver is a very nice older lady that sings as she drives. She is a much better driver than your dad. Right now, we just stopped at a bus station in Evansville, Indiana. We'll be leaving here pretty soon. It's also very dark outside right now. It's very peaceful to me as the bus cruises down the highway when it is dark outside.
I find it very easy to write to you, Hayley. Ever since you were born, I've always talked to you, and made you laugh. So it is good that I can continue to talk to you as a pen pal now.
So I have saved the letters you wrote to me not long ago, Hayley. And I've shared them with the world. I'm very glad I'm pen pals with my daughter.
I really think this bus trip rocks. It is a very quiet bus, and many on this bus continue to sleep. Your dad does not sleep much these days. I continue to watch it rain as I write to you. And there are about 25 people on the bus with me right now. It will get more crowded as we pick up others to ride on this bus.
I've enjoyed writing to you, and I will again. You take care, and take it easy,
Dad
aggravated stalking tampa florida
aggravated stalking tampa florida
The laws on aggravated stalking in tampa florida allow the Hillsborough County States Attorney to upgrade 3 or more misdemeanor violation of a restraining order charges to felony aggravated stalking.
The criminal charge of aggravated stalking in tampa florida is a 3rd degree felony.
Be Warned that a felony aggravated stalking tampa florida charge is serious business!
Because the charge of aggravated stalking in tampa florida happened with a restraining order in place, it is a level 7 Felony that can land you in Prison for 22 to 36 months!
And, once you are even charged and arrested for felony aggravated stalking in tampa florida, your arrest record will be on the HCSO Website for all to see.
When you meet someone new, she will most likely check you out on the computer.
When she sees the aggravated stalking tampa florida felony charge made against you, it will be all over. Even if the charge of felony aggravated stalking in tampa florida is dropped, it will still show up on your arrest record for 15 years!
If you have a restraining order against you , learn from MY mistakes!
Do not, repeat do not under any circumstances violate a restraining order in Tampa Florida, for any reason!
Women In Tampa are coached by the Men Haters and other co dependants to trick you into violating a restraining order.
No matter HOW she begs and pleads for you to see or contact her with a restraining order in place, do not do it.
This is what my ex girlfriend did to me, and I wound up in the Hillsborough County Jail on Orient Rd in Tampa
All it takes is a few phone calls with a restraining order in place against you to get a charge of aggravated stalking in tampa florida.
Dan's Restraining Order Hell Story
I was asked to post this to Restraining Order Blog By Dan.
This is Dan's Restraining Order Hell Story from his Blog.
Thank You Dan !
I am sure many of our Blog readers can relate to the hell these well meaning, but unfair Domestic Violence Laws can cause to our Families, and to us!
"As many know, my wife of 20 years filed false claims against me of violent abuse against her one unforgetable day in August of this year.
Molly, my wife, did this in order to acquire a tactical advantage in a divorice she clearly wants that I was completely unaware of until she filed a retraining order against me that prevents me from having any contact whatsovever with my daughter as well, whose name is Hayley.
My wife told her free army of legal professionals that she suspects that child abuse was occuring by me against Hayley. This particular claim is far more absurd than the abuse claims Molly made about me, which included a claim by Molly that I tried to kill her one night.
So of course, I ended up in jail in the first time of my 43 years soon after these false allegations were made against me by Molly. The second night I was in jail, I decided to write Hayley a letter.
Now, writing Hayley fractures the restraining order falsely issued against me, since this is contacting Hayley in this manner. But since I was already in jail, I really was not concerned about breaking this abusive enforcement of psychotic laws now against me.
As I wrote her that night, I was not the fun dad I usually am with Hayley due to my state of mind. However, I never wrote anything to Hayley indicating hatred or anger towards her mother, Molly. Nor did I, in my words to Hayley, debate her mother's false accusations against me.
My undergrad is in child psychology, and I learned with my education that it is never a good idea to attack a parent in any way during a split of the parents, which is what is occuring with our family right now. So I wrote to Hayley that I will always love her mother because her mother gave Hayley to me almost 12 years ago. This is the woman who put me in jail.
I also wrote to Hayley that the destruction happening to our family right now is difficult to understand for both of us, but we should try and grasp this situation together in time. I told Hayley with my writing to her that I loved and missed her, and that I hoped she would write me back soon.
I mailed this letter to her grandparent's house. These are Molly's parents, and are very wonderful people who have been married for more than 60 years. They understand the importance of a father in a child's life.
I only mailed this letter to Hayley after trading my breakfast the next day in order to get a stamped envelope from another inmate.
Hayley wrote me back soon afterwards, and I was thrilled beyond belief. Yet her letter understandably was cautious. She shared a bit with me about school and her friends. What really got me was the end of her letter to me:
P.S. Daddy- everything is going to be OK, no matter what....
I cried when I read this from her. She understands more than I fully realize about my own frame of mind, and what is happening to our family right now. I shed tears as I recall this that she wrote. She wrecked her father, and this is not the first time.
So my next letter to Hayley was much more jovial than my initial letter to her:
Dear Hayley....Hey, guess what? We are pen pals now.....YAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!
Then I went on to tell her how cool she is. I discussed what she wanted to be for halloween. I effortlessly made her laugh what I wrote to her in this letter. The words I shared with Hayley came from my heart.
Her next letter to me was much more upbeat. She was thrilled that we were pen pals now. She expressed clearly how happy she was that she was getting mail from her daddy now. This made me comforted greatly. I was at peace with her emotional and mental state now.
The next letter composed by me to Hayley was apparently as enjoyable to her as she read this. The letter included beautiful drawings from Tommy, my cell mate in jail. This letter also included acts that Hayley and I frequently do to each other when we are together:
High five, girlfriend!
Big hug from dad!
Forehead kiss!
Hayley put the drawings by Tommy that I mailed to her on her school locker walls, she told me in her writing to me afterwards.
Tommy, my cell mate artist during that time, is a 22 year old homeless guy who was in jail for assault on another adult. He had been homeless for much of his life. And Tommy did have anger issues. It took me about 2 weeks to gain his trust. Once this happened, I discussed with Tommy more benign outlets for his anger urges, and the importance of thinking before acting. Tommy also has done illegal drugs, so we discussed the impact of such drugs on his health and behavior.
I'm in jail with Tommy due to accusations that I'm a violent person- accusations against my wife from my wife. Yet I'm doing anger management with guys like Tommy.
Irony and surrealism were banging on my cell door with this reality at the time.
My family is destroyed. My family is gone. I have to learn to live with this. Yet this dialogue with Hayley is a very positive element to what is happening to our family. I was able to achieve and create joy simply by establishing a pen pal relationship with Hayley.
It has been said that great humor has an apex of great pain. I understand this more clearly now.
As I was released from jail, I was told never to write my daughter again. This violates the restraining order, the judge told me. I'm still in shock by this order to me by the judge via my wife's free prosecutor. I create joy in the middle of great pain, and I'm told to discontinue creating such joy.
This is unacceptable, this order against me with such acts. I'm being punished for loving my daughter. I'm being punished for assuring the well being of Hayley mentally and emotionally.
These are the laws that exist in our country, and they must be discontinued.
Thank you for reading this.
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Saturday, October 31, 2009
Daughter
As many know, my wife of 20 years filed false claims against me of violent abuse against her one unforgetable day in August of this year.
Molly, my wife, did this in order to acquire a tactical advantage in a divorice she clearly wants that I was completely unaware of until she filed a retraining order against me that prevents me from having any contact whatsovever with my daughter as well, whose name is Hayley.
My wife told her free army of legal professionals that she suspects that child abuse was occuring by me against Hayley. This particular claim is far more absurd than the abuse claims Molly made about me, which included a claim by Molly that I tried to kill her one night.
So of course, I ended up in jail in the first time of my 43 years soon after these false allegations were made against me by Molly. The second night I was in jail, I decided to write Hayley a letter.
Now, writing Hayley fractures the restraining order falsely issued against me, since this is contacting Hayley in this manner. But since I was already in jail, I really was not concerned about breaking this abusive enforcement of psychotic laws now against me.
As I wrote her that night, I was not the fun dad I usually am with Hayley due to my state of mind. However, I never wrote anything to Hayley indicating hatred or anger towards her mother, Molly. Nor did I, in my words to Hayley, debate her mother's false accusations against me.
My undergrad is in child psychology, and I learned with my education that it is never a good idea to attack a parent in any way during a split of the parents, which is what is occuring with our family right now. So I wrote to Hayley that I will always love her mother because her mother gave Hayley to me almost 12 years ago. This is the woman who put me in jail.
I also wrote to Hayley that the destruction happening to our family right now is difficult to understand for both of us, but we should try and grasp this situation together in time. I told Hayley with my writing to her that I loved and missed her, and that I hoped she would write me back soon.
I mailed this letter to her grandparent's house. These are Molly's parents, and are very wonderful people who have been married for more than 60 years. They understand the importance of a father in a child's life.
I only mailed this letter to Hayley after trading my breakfast the next day in order to get a stamped envelope from another inmate.
Hayley wrote me back soon afterwards, and I was thrilled beyond belief. Yet her letter understandably was cautious. She shared a bit with me about school and her friends. What really got me was the end of her letter to me:
P.S. Daddy- everything is going to be OK, no matter what....
I cried when I read this from her. She understands more than I fully realize about my own frame of mind, and what is happening to our family right now. I shed tears as I recall this that she wrote. She wrecked her father, and this is not the first time.
So my next letter to Hayley was much more jovial than my initial letter to her:
Dear Hayley....Hey, guess what? We are pen pals now.....YAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!
Then I went on to tell her how cool she is. I discussed what she wanted to be for halloween. I effortlessly made her laugh what I wrote to her in this letter. The words I shared with Hayley came from my heart.
Her next letter to me was much more upbeat. She was thrilled that we were pen pals now. She expressed clearly how happy she was that she was getting mail from her daddy now. This made me comforted greatly. I was at peace with her emotional and mental state now.
The next letter composed by me to Hayley was apparently as enjoyable to her as she read this. The letter included beautiful drawings from Tommy, my cell mate in jail. This letter also included acts that Hayley and I frequently do to each other when we are together:
High five, girlfriend!
Big hug from dad!
Forehead kiss!
Hayley put the drawings by Tommy that I mailed to her on her school locker walls, she told me in her writing to me afterwards.
Tommy, my cell mate artist during that time, is a 22 year old homeless guy who was in jail for assault on another adult. He had been homeless for much of his life. And Tommy did have anger issues. It took me about 2 weeks to gain his trust. Once this happened, I discussed with Tommy more benign outlets for his anger urges, and the importance of thinking before acting. Tommy also has done illegal drugs, so we discussed the impact of such drugs on his health and behavior.
I'm in jail with Tommy due to accusations that I'm a violent person- accusations against my wife from my wife. Yet I'm doing anger management with guys like Tommy.
Irony and surrealism were banging on my cell door with this reality at the time.
My family is destroyed. My family is gone. I have to learn to live with this. Yet this dialogue with Hayley is a very positive element to what is happening to our family. I was able to achieve and create joy simply by establishing a pen pal relationship with Hayley.
It has been said that great humor has an apex of great pain. I understand this more clearly now.
As I was released from jail, I was told never to write my daughter again. This violates the restraining order, the judge told me. I'm still in shock by this order to me by the judge via my wife's free prosecutor. I create joy in the middle of great pain, and I'm told to discontinue creating such joy.
This is unacceptable, this order against me with such acts. I'm being punished for loving my daughter. I'm being punished for assuring the well being of Hayley mentally and emotionally.
These are the laws that exist in our country, and they must be discontinued.
Thank you for reading this.
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Sunday, October 18, 2009
Fight
In the past two months, I've received false accusations that began with claims of violent spousal abuse by my former wife of 20 years. As a result, I have experienced criminal arrest, incarceration, conviction, and loss of freedom. I've also discovered that the color orange of the inmate attire is definitely not a good color for me.
I've been denied access to my 11 year old daughter entirely. The pain of this particular injury is indescribable.
I was rapidly removed from my own home. So I'm now homeless, unemployed, and am now living out of my one remaining asset out of what was thousands of dollars of assets. This would be my 500 dollar car. Fortunately, I learned some tips from those I met in jail who are homeless themselves. There are many of them.
My primary concern since this has occured with me is the safety and well-being of my daughter. In fact, men typically do not leave an abusive relationship themselves because they often fear for their child's safety- along with potentially losing their relationship with their children.
Gender biased stereotypes have ultimately placed me at the mercy of those in this pathetic family law system we have in this country who absolutely know nothing about me. They do not care to know me.
The following was retrieved from www.mediaradar.org, '50 Domestic Violence Myths':
Women are just as likely as men to engage in partner aggression, according to hundreds of studies. Partner violence, if it happens, is often mutual. Self defense accounts for only fifteen percent or so of partner aggression.
Less than five percent of domestic violence incidents involve couples in an intact marital relationship, such as mine was. Studies show marriage is clearly the safest partner relationship. In fact, most cases of family conflict do not involve physical violence at all. Mine never did.
I have a restraining order against me now. Over 2/3 of restraining orders issued are determined to be either unnecessary or false. Also, these orders do not prevent future violence from occuring. In fact, restraining orders may encourage violence. Also, if I attempt to reconcile any conflict with my former spouse, I will get arrested. If I send my daughter a birthday card, I will be in jail. I've not spoken with or seen my wife or daughter in over two months now. Yet I've been arrested often during this time.
There is overt gender bias in the family law system that exists today. For example, if a man kills his wife, he will get about 20 years in prison, as he should. However, if a woman kills her husband, she will get about 5 years in prison. The etiology for this gap reflects the gender bias that exists. Also, in divorice court, women are granted sole custody of their children about 65 percent higher rate than men. There is in fact a frightening fatherhood crisis in our country in particular. All modesty aside, as a dad, I completely rock out loud.
I'm a victim of domestic abuse myself. I suffered over a decade of brutal physical and emotional child abuse that you likely do not want to know the details behind this fact. However, the propaganda fed to our society by certain womens and victim advocacy groups must be stopped, and clarified by the facts.
Meanwhile, I suggest that others stay out of this system. Resolve your disputes through negotiation. Do not be compelled to share your dirty laundry with these anti-family law enforcers. Do not be forced to fight for your rights in such an unfortunate situation as mine in a courtroom. By that time, it is too late.
I'm presently losing this battle, but I continue to stand up after I've been slammed to the ground several times already. I'll stand up again.
Such family court and legal intervention is often used by others as a weapon or tactic that is freely available for them to utilize, and such people are likely mentally flawed, if not entirely absent of a soul.
I'm not angry or hateful about what is happening to me- this surreal nightmare that has manifested into a bizarre reality. I will not lower myself to be this way ever. And I will also never live in fear as a result of what is happening to me. If I do become fearful, I will lose this fight completely. And this is a fight I cannot lose. I love my daughter way too much.
So I likely will be in jail again. This is just a fact about my life now. That's OK, though. Because some battles need to be fought, and the results can lead to suffering.
So I fight.
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Hell
The following was composed by me at 3 a.m. this morning at a flea market where I await to be a vendor. Why? Because less than three weeks ago, my wife of 20 years, who I have known for 30 years, filed a restraining order against me for absolutely nothing. She claimed abuse and violence from me against her. I never have caused, or threatened, abuse or violence against my wife. I'm selling what few possessions I have in order to eat. I am unemployed, and sleeping in my car now:
I kid you not. The order is possible due to the Violence Against Women Act Of 1994. Clinton was looking for votes to get re-elected, so he got them from radical feminists who have the atonomy to punish those as myself based on the weakest evidence there is, which is hearsay. A woman can simply walk in to a law enforcement institution, and say that she is scared of her spouse, and he will get, and they will encourage, a restraining order.
Shock and devastation are very weak words to decribe fully how I feel presently. This nightmare continues- this surreal abyss.
The day after my wife prevented me from entering my home, or seeing my daughter with this restraining order, my wife vacated my home with most of its contents and moved in with her lesbian drug addict lover. Another unknown.
We have an 11 year old daughter I greatly love. I now cry nightly, and cry with great strength, due to what has been inflicted upon me with deliberate intent by one who is most intimate with me. I thought. I cry due to my longing and concern for my daughter.
Due to my state of mind at the time, I violated repeatedly the restraining order I was given that I did not, and do not, acknowledge, within days. I did this by attempting to email my wife, as well as care for my vacant home due to my restriction from both due to this absurd Act.
As a result, I was arrested, and put in the worst county jail in their psych unit. I had never been to jail or arrested in the past, so the feel of cold metal against my wrists and ankles, along with colder metal bars in front of me instead of most welcome sunshine, was most unpleasant. This lasted for an entire week.
Passion and salesmanship, along with tactical planning, reduced my sentence to a week from 60 days. A reminder- I committed no crime.
I considered writing this note soon after this awful life stressor, but considered myself days afterwards void of objectivity to annotate aseptically until this time.
Here is what one should consider when a psychopath atrophies you in such a way:
Finances-
Likely, you and your spouse are in a lot of financial debt if you get issued a restraining order. Your spouse gets a cheap divorice through the Violence Against Women Act, and the spouse assures custody of any children- along with other tactical advantages regarding the divorice your spouse likely will file against you.
Guess what? Likely, you will get issued a restraining order for weeks initially, that will manifest into an entire year due to this Act from hell. So likely, you become exonerated from any financial debt concerns in large part because you cannot respond to those you owe. No one relevant to this can contact you due to the order.
The ones you owe likely do not know how to reach you after you receive a restraining order. Those you owe should not contact you at work. You may be financially relieved due to this restraining order against you. Likely, your spouse will file for bankruptcy for joint debt, and that is that.
Custody-
Im a terrific father with great joy to my daughter as I managed a very unstable and substandard mother of this fantastic girl. Due to my gender, there is not a chance in hell I'll get custody of my daughter after a divorice. So here is what you may want to consider doing: Likely, your spouse that implemented this cruelty upon you is plain evil. This spouse likely has evil friends of their gender.
Cautiously, know where these evil friends of your spouse live. Likely, some of these friends use illegal drugs, or are abusers themselves. Find out when your spouse brings your child at the location of such friends for various reasons.
At that time, call the police, and make a report. You will not commit perjury by doing this. Say you hear screams from the friend's house- or smell something metallic, or smell pot. Anything like this. Be creative. Be intelligent.
Choose the friends of your spouse wisely. If you are lucky, cops arrive at the friend's house and busts the friend for such crimes mentioned earlier. Since your offspring are at this house during the bust, they are put in state custody. And guess what? The Division Of Family Services contacts you to retrive your offspring, my friend. They will reach you, most likely. This game plan is a stretch, but worth considering.
I'm not a vindictive person. I care about the utopic well-being of my daughter. As such, I'm tactically planning though my tremendous pain presently. This is why I share this with you."
This is Dan's Restraining Order Hell Story from his Blog.
Thank You Dan !
I am sure many of our Blog readers can relate to the hell these well meaning, but unfair Domestic Violence Laws can cause to our Families, and to us!
"As many know, my wife of 20 years filed false claims against me of violent abuse against her one unforgetable day in August of this year.
Molly, my wife, did this in order to acquire a tactical advantage in a divorice she clearly wants that I was completely unaware of until she filed a retraining order against me that prevents me from having any contact whatsovever with my daughter as well, whose name is Hayley.
My wife told her free army of legal professionals that she suspects that child abuse was occuring by me against Hayley. This particular claim is far more absurd than the abuse claims Molly made about me, which included a claim by Molly that I tried to kill her one night.
So of course, I ended up in jail in the first time of my 43 years soon after these false allegations were made against me by Molly. The second night I was in jail, I decided to write Hayley a letter.
Now, writing Hayley fractures the restraining order falsely issued against me, since this is contacting Hayley in this manner. But since I was already in jail, I really was not concerned about breaking this abusive enforcement of psychotic laws now against me.
As I wrote her that night, I was not the fun dad I usually am with Hayley due to my state of mind. However, I never wrote anything to Hayley indicating hatred or anger towards her mother, Molly. Nor did I, in my words to Hayley, debate her mother's false accusations against me.
My undergrad is in child psychology, and I learned with my education that it is never a good idea to attack a parent in any way during a split of the parents, which is what is occuring with our family right now. So I wrote to Hayley that I will always love her mother because her mother gave Hayley to me almost 12 years ago. This is the woman who put me in jail.
I also wrote to Hayley that the destruction happening to our family right now is difficult to understand for both of us, but we should try and grasp this situation together in time. I told Hayley with my writing to her that I loved and missed her, and that I hoped she would write me back soon.
I mailed this letter to her grandparent's house. These are Molly's parents, and are very wonderful people who have been married for more than 60 years. They understand the importance of a father in a child's life.
I only mailed this letter to Hayley after trading my breakfast the next day in order to get a stamped envelope from another inmate.
Hayley wrote me back soon afterwards, and I was thrilled beyond belief. Yet her letter understandably was cautious. She shared a bit with me about school and her friends. What really got me was the end of her letter to me:
P.S. Daddy- everything is going to be OK, no matter what....
I cried when I read this from her. She understands more than I fully realize about my own frame of mind, and what is happening to our family right now. I shed tears as I recall this that she wrote. She wrecked her father, and this is not the first time.
So my next letter to Hayley was much more jovial than my initial letter to her:
Dear Hayley....Hey, guess what? We are pen pals now.....YAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!
Then I went on to tell her how cool she is. I discussed what she wanted to be for halloween. I effortlessly made her laugh what I wrote to her in this letter. The words I shared with Hayley came from my heart.
Her next letter to me was much more upbeat. She was thrilled that we were pen pals now. She expressed clearly how happy she was that she was getting mail from her daddy now. This made me comforted greatly. I was at peace with her emotional and mental state now.
The next letter composed by me to Hayley was apparently as enjoyable to her as she read this. The letter included beautiful drawings from Tommy, my cell mate in jail. This letter also included acts that Hayley and I frequently do to each other when we are together:
High five, girlfriend!
Big hug from dad!
Forehead kiss!
Hayley put the drawings by Tommy that I mailed to her on her school locker walls, she told me in her writing to me afterwards.
Tommy, my cell mate artist during that time, is a 22 year old homeless guy who was in jail for assault on another adult. He had been homeless for much of his life. And Tommy did have anger issues. It took me about 2 weeks to gain his trust. Once this happened, I discussed with Tommy more benign outlets for his anger urges, and the importance of thinking before acting. Tommy also has done illegal drugs, so we discussed the impact of such drugs on his health and behavior.
I'm in jail with Tommy due to accusations that I'm a violent person- accusations against my wife from my wife. Yet I'm doing anger management with guys like Tommy.
Irony and surrealism were banging on my cell door with this reality at the time.
My family is destroyed. My family is gone. I have to learn to live with this. Yet this dialogue with Hayley is a very positive element to what is happening to our family. I was able to achieve and create joy simply by establishing a pen pal relationship with Hayley.
It has been said that great humor has an apex of great pain. I understand this more clearly now.
As I was released from jail, I was told never to write my daughter again. This violates the restraining order, the judge told me. I'm still in shock by this order to me by the judge via my wife's free prosecutor. I create joy in the middle of great pain, and I'm told to discontinue creating such joy.
This is unacceptable, this order against me with such acts. I'm being punished for loving my daughter. I'm being punished for assuring the well being of Hayley mentally and emotionally.
These are the laws that exist in our country, and they must be discontinued.
Thank you for reading this.
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Saturday, October 31, 2009
Daughter
As many know, my wife of 20 years filed false claims against me of violent abuse against her one unforgetable day in August of this year.
Molly, my wife, did this in order to acquire a tactical advantage in a divorice she clearly wants that I was completely unaware of until she filed a retraining order against me that prevents me from having any contact whatsovever with my daughter as well, whose name is Hayley.
My wife told her free army of legal professionals that she suspects that child abuse was occuring by me against Hayley. This particular claim is far more absurd than the abuse claims Molly made about me, which included a claim by Molly that I tried to kill her one night.
So of course, I ended up in jail in the first time of my 43 years soon after these false allegations were made against me by Molly. The second night I was in jail, I decided to write Hayley a letter.
Now, writing Hayley fractures the restraining order falsely issued against me, since this is contacting Hayley in this manner. But since I was already in jail, I really was not concerned about breaking this abusive enforcement of psychotic laws now against me.
As I wrote her that night, I was not the fun dad I usually am with Hayley due to my state of mind. However, I never wrote anything to Hayley indicating hatred or anger towards her mother, Molly. Nor did I, in my words to Hayley, debate her mother's false accusations against me.
My undergrad is in child psychology, and I learned with my education that it is never a good idea to attack a parent in any way during a split of the parents, which is what is occuring with our family right now. So I wrote to Hayley that I will always love her mother because her mother gave Hayley to me almost 12 years ago. This is the woman who put me in jail.
I also wrote to Hayley that the destruction happening to our family right now is difficult to understand for both of us, but we should try and grasp this situation together in time. I told Hayley with my writing to her that I loved and missed her, and that I hoped she would write me back soon.
I mailed this letter to her grandparent's house. These are Molly's parents, and are very wonderful people who have been married for more than 60 years. They understand the importance of a father in a child's life.
I only mailed this letter to Hayley after trading my breakfast the next day in order to get a stamped envelope from another inmate.
Hayley wrote me back soon afterwards, and I was thrilled beyond belief. Yet her letter understandably was cautious. She shared a bit with me about school and her friends. What really got me was the end of her letter to me:
P.S. Daddy- everything is going to be OK, no matter what....
I cried when I read this from her. She understands more than I fully realize about my own frame of mind, and what is happening to our family right now. I shed tears as I recall this that she wrote. She wrecked her father, and this is not the first time.
So my next letter to Hayley was much more jovial than my initial letter to her:
Dear Hayley....Hey, guess what? We are pen pals now.....YAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!
Then I went on to tell her how cool she is. I discussed what she wanted to be for halloween. I effortlessly made her laugh what I wrote to her in this letter. The words I shared with Hayley came from my heart.
Her next letter to me was much more upbeat. She was thrilled that we were pen pals now. She expressed clearly how happy she was that she was getting mail from her daddy now. This made me comforted greatly. I was at peace with her emotional and mental state now.
The next letter composed by me to Hayley was apparently as enjoyable to her as she read this. The letter included beautiful drawings from Tommy, my cell mate in jail. This letter also included acts that Hayley and I frequently do to each other when we are together:
High five, girlfriend!
Big hug from dad!
Forehead kiss!
Hayley put the drawings by Tommy that I mailed to her on her school locker walls, she told me in her writing to me afterwards.
Tommy, my cell mate artist during that time, is a 22 year old homeless guy who was in jail for assault on another adult. He had been homeless for much of his life. And Tommy did have anger issues. It took me about 2 weeks to gain his trust. Once this happened, I discussed with Tommy more benign outlets for his anger urges, and the importance of thinking before acting. Tommy also has done illegal drugs, so we discussed the impact of such drugs on his health and behavior.
I'm in jail with Tommy due to accusations that I'm a violent person- accusations against my wife from my wife. Yet I'm doing anger management with guys like Tommy.
Irony and surrealism were banging on my cell door with this reality at the time.
My family is destroyed. My family is gone. I have to learn to live with this. Yet this dialogue with Hayley is a very positive element to what is happening to our family. I was able to achieve and create joy simply by establishing a pen pal relationship with Hayley.
It has been said that great humor has an apex of great pain. I understand this more clearly now.
As I was released from jail, I was told never to write my daughter again. This violates the restraining order, the judge told me. I'm still in shock by this order to me by the judge via my wife's free prosecutor. I create joy in the middle of great pain, and I'm told to discontinue creating such joy.
This is unacceptable, this order against me with such acts. I'm being punished for loving my daughter. I'm being punished for assuring the well being of Hayley mentally and emotionally.
These are the laws that exist in our country, and they must be discontinued.
Thank you for reading this.
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Sunday, October 18, 2009
Fight
In the past two months, I've received false accusations that began with claims of violent spousal abuse by my former wife of 20 years. As a result, I have experienced criminal arrest, incarceration, conviction, and loss of freedom. I've also discovered that the color orange of the inmate attire is definitely not a good color for me.
I've been denied access to my 11 year old daughter entirely. The pain of this particular injury is indescribable.
I was rapidly removed from my own home. So I'm now homeless, unemployed, and am now living out of my one remaining asset out of what was thousands of dollars of assets. This would be my 500 dollar car. Fortunately, I learned some tips from those I met in jail who are homeless themselves. There are many of them.
My primary concern since this has occured with me is the safety and well-being of my daughter. In fact, men typically do not leave an abusive relationship themselves because they often fear for their child's safety- along with potentially losing their relationship with their children.
Gender biased stereotypes have ultimately placed me at the mercy of those in this pathetic family law system we have in this country who absolutely know nothing about me. They do not care to know me.
The following was retrieved from www.mediaradar.org, '50 Domestic Violence Myths':
Women are just as likely as men to engage in partner aggression, according to hundreds of studies. Partner violence, if it happens, is often mutual. Self defense accounts for only fifteen percent or so of partner aggression.
Less than five percent of domestic violence incidents involve couples in an intact marital relationship, such as mine was. Studies show marriage is clearly the safest partner relationship. In fact, most cases of family conflict do not involve physical violence at all. Mine never did.
I have a restraining order against me now. Over 2/3 of restraining orders issued are determined to be either unnecessary or false. Also, these orders do not prevent future violence from occuring. In fact, restraining orders may encourage violence. Also, if I attempt to reconcile any conflict with my former spouse, I will get arrested. If I send my daughter a birthday card, I will be in jail. I've not spoken with or seen my wife or daughter in over two months now. Yet I've been arrested often during this time.
There is overt gender bias in the family law system that exists today. For example, if a man kills his wife, he will get about 20 years in prison, as he should. However, if a woman kills her husband, she will get about 5 years in prison. The etiology for this gap reflects the gender bias that exists. Also, in divorice court, women are granted sole custody of their children about 65 percent higher rate than men. There is in fact a frightening fatherhood crisis in our country in particular. All modesty aside, as a dad, I completely rock out loud.
I'm a victim of domestic abuse myself. I suffered over a decade of brutal physical and emotional child abuse that you likely do not want to know the details behind this fact. However, the propaganda fed to our society by certain womens and victim advocacy groups must be stopped, and clarified by the facts.
Meanwhile, I suggest that others stay out of this system. Resolve your disputes through negotiation. Do not be compelled to share your dirty laundry with these anti-family law enforcers. Do not be forced to fight for your rights in such an unfortunate situation as mine in a courtroom. By that time, it is too late.
I'm presently losing this battle, but I continue to stand up after I've been slammed to the ground several times already. I'll stand up again.
Such family court and legal intervention is often used by others as a weapon or tactic that is freely available for them to utilize, and such people are likely mentally flawed, if not entirely absent of a soul.
I'm not angry or hateful about what is happening to me- this surreal nightmare that has manifested into a bizarre reality. I will not lower myself to be this way ever. And I will also never live in fear as a result of what is happening to me. If I do become fearful, I will lose this fight completely. And this is a fight I cannot lose. I love my daughter way too much.
So I likely will be in jail again. This is just a fact about my life now. That's OK, though. Because some battles need to be fought, and the results can lead to suffering.
So I fight.
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Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Hell
The following was composed by me at 3 a.m. this morning at a flea market where I await to be a vendor. Why? Because less than three weeks ago, my wife of 20 years, who I have known for 30 years, filed a restraining order against me for absolutely nothing. She claimed abuse and violence from me against her. I never have caused, or threatened, abuse or violence against my wife. I'm selling what few possessions I have in order to eat. I am unemployed, and sleeping in my car now:
I kid you not. The order is possible due to the Violence Against Women Act Of 1994. Clinton was looking for votes to get re-elected, so he got them from radical feminists who have the atonomy to punish those as myself based on the weakest evidence there is, which is hearsay. A woman can simply walk in to a law enforcement institution, and say that she is scared of her spouse, and he will get, and they will encourage, a restraining order.
Shock and devastation are very weak words to decribe fully how I feel presently. This nightmare continues- this surreal abyss.
The day after my wife prevented me from entering my home, or seeing my daughter with this restraining order, my wife vacated my home with most of its contents and moved in with her lesbian drug addict lover. Another unknown.
We have an 11 year old daughter I greatly love. I now cry nightly, and cry with great strength, due to what has been inflicted upon me with deliberate intent by one who is most intimate with me. I thought. I cry due to my longing and concern for my daughter.
Due to my state of mind at the time, I violated repeatedly the restraining order I was given that I did not, and do not, acknowledge, within days. I did this by attempting to email my wife, as well as care for my vacant home due to my restriction from both due to this absurd Act.
As a result, I was arrested, and put in the worst county jail in their psych unit. I had never been to jail or arrested in the past, so the feel of cold metal against my wrists and ankles, along with colder metal bars in front of me instead of most welcome sunshine, was most unpleasant. This lasted for an entire week.
Passion and salesmanship, along with tactical planning, reduced my sentence to a week from 60 days. A reminder- I committed no crime.
I considered writing this note soon after this awful life stressor, but considered myself days afterwards void of objectivity to annotate aseptically until this time.
Here is what one should consider when a psychopath atrophies you in such a way:
Finances-
Likely, you and your spouse are in a lot of financial debt if you get issued a restraining order. Your spouse gets a cheap divorice through the Violence Against Women Act, and the spouse assures custody of any children- along with other tactical advantages regarding the divorice your spouse likely will file against you.
Guess what? Likely, you will get issued a restraining order for weeks initially, that will manifest into an entire year due to this Act from hell. So likely, you become exonerated from any financial debt concerns in large part because you cannot respond to those you owe. No one relevant to this can contact you due to the order.
The ones you owe likely do not know how to reach you after you receive a restraining order. Those you owe should not contact you at work. You may be financially relieved due to this restraining order against you. Likely, your spouse will file for bankruptcy for joint debt, and that is that.
Custody-
Im a terrific father with great joy to my daughter as I managed a very unstable and substandard mother of this fantastic girl. Due to my gender, there is not a chance in hell I'll get custody of my daughter after a divorice. So here is what you may want to consider doing: Likely, your spouse that implemented this cruelty upon you is plain evil. This spouse likely has evil friends of their gender.
Cautiously, know where these evil friends of your spouse live. Likely, some of these friends use illegal drugs, or are abusers themselves. Find out when your spouse brings your child at the location of such friends for various reasons.
At that time, call the police, and make a report. You will not commit perjury by doing this. Say you hear screams from the friend's house- or smell something metallic, or smell pot. Anything like this. Be creative. Be intelligent.
Choose the friends of your spouse wisely. If you are lucky, cops arrive at the friend's house and busts the friend for such crimes mentioned earlier. Since your offspring are at this house during the bust, they are put in state custody. And guess what? The Division Of Family Services contacts you to retrive your offspring, my friend. They will reach you, most likely. This game plan is a stretch, but worth considering.
I'm not a vindictive person. I care about the utopic well-being of my daughter. As such, I'm tactically planning though my tremendous pain presently. This is why I share this with you."
Restraining Orders 101
The following is from our friends at www.misandry.us
Do you know about restraining orders?
1. Police will arrest you if called out. No proof is required, you will be arrested, that is their duty.
Proof is not required, due to the safety of the victim. In theory it would make sense, but in reality, women can have you arrested on purpose.
2. It’s almost impossible to get dual restraining orders.
The person who doesn’t have a restraining order can walk up to you, and you will goto jail for breaking a restraining order.
3. Federal Law removes your right to own weapons.
The police will confiscate all firearms. Police often will not give you the weapons back, selling them for profit.
4. If you are on probation, just being charged for breaking a no-contact will break probation.
Straight to jail, do not pass go.
5. If charges are dropped, is the restraining order?
No. The state classifies the person as a victim, the state has to drop the charges, most often they will not.
Do you know about restraining orders?
1. Police will arrest you if called out. No proof is required, you will be arrested, that is their duty.
Proof is not required, due to the safety of the victim. In theory it would make sense, but in reality, women can have you arrested on purpose.
2. It’s almost impossible to get dual restraining orders.
The person who doesn’t have a restraining order can walk up to you, and you will goto jail for breaking a restraining order.
3. Federal Law removes your right to own weapons.
The police will confiscate all firearms. Police often will not give you the weapons back, selling them for profit.
4. If you are on probation, just being charged for breaking a no-contact will break probation.
Straight to jail, do not pass go.
5. If charges are dropped, is the restraining order?
No. The state classifies the person as a victim, the state has to drop the charges, most often they will not.
are you violating a restraining order ?
Many individuals accused of violating a restraining order were unaware at the time they violated the order that it would be so broadly interpreted, aggressively enforced, and severely punished. While no doubt some individuals need restraining orders to protect themselves from violent ex-spouses, boyfriends, girlfriends, and family members, the vast majority of those who seek restraining orders do so to punish the intended recipient for some disagreement or for breaking off the relationship. The still in Love “defendant” then telephones his ex in an attempt to reconcile and quickly finds himself under arrest. That the defendant did not intend to violate the order or that his intentions were benign or even well meaning, is technically no defense to a charge of violating the order.
So aggressively are these restraining orders enforced that the person who obtained the protective order need only contact the police to say she saw the defendant drive by her home to affect his arrest.
A conviction for violating a restraining order is punishable by a fine of not more than five thousand dollars, or by imprisonment for not more than two and one-half years in Prison, or by both such fine and imprisonment.
In Florida, restraining order violations are upgradeable to Felony Stalking, after the third violation of the order.
Ane each and every phone call is charged as a seperate violation of the restraining order.
This means if you are still in Love with your ex, and call her, send her Flowers, or mail a letter to her, you can face Aggravated Stalking charges, and Prison Time for it!
Although a restraining order is technically a civil order, it appears on an individual’s criminal record permanently. It is very difficult to persuade a district court judge to expunge the restraining order from the defendant’s record.
It will also greatly hamper your ability to find a new romantic partner someday.
That you were in Love, sent Flowers, and only made the phone calls to try and save your relationship will not appear on your Criminal Record.
You are now a "Stalker", and a "violator of restraining orders against repeat violence"
Even though there was no violence at all, in your case.
You EX will be coached in the latest methods to put you away, so beware!
She can contact you all she wants, but if you are stupid enough to trust her, you will go to Jail!
If there is a Restraining Order in Place, do NOT contact her in any way, no matter what.
So aggressively are these restraining orders enforced that the person who obtained the protective order need only contact the police to say she saw the defendant drive by her home to affect his arrest.
A conviction for violating a restraining order is punishable by a fine of not more than five thousand dollars, or by imprisonment for not more than two and one-half years in Prison, or by both such fine and imprisonment.
In Florida, restraining order violations are upgradeable to Felony Stalking, after the third violation of the order.
Ane each and every phone call is charged as a seperate violation of the restraining order.
This means if you are still in Love with your ex, and call her, send her Flowers, or mail a letter to her, you can face Aggravated Stalking charges, and Prison Time for it!
Although a restraining order is technically a civil order, it appears on an individual’s criminal record permanently. It is very difficult to persuade a district court judge to expunge the restraining order from the defendant’s record.
It will also greatly hamper your ability to find a new romantic partner someday.
That you were in Love, sent Flowers, and only made the phone calls to try and save your relationship will not appear on your Criminal Record.
You are now a "Stalker", and a "violator of restraining orders against repeat violence"
Even though there was no violence at all, in your case.
You EX will be coached in the latest methods to put you away, so beware!
She can contact you all she wants, but if you are stupid enough to trust her, you will go to Jail!
If there is a Restraining Order in Place, do NOT contact her in any way, no matter what.
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