I didn’t black out addresses and phone numbers because none of them is used by either one of us anymore. They are old so I don’t give a fuck!
Well, the first paragraph here is mostly lies. Baby mama said it happened in March-April of 2003. Ok. Also shown is the police report for that incident dated 3.28.2003. Her stories don’t even completely match up. The incident that she refers to in the PPO did happen but not that way and at a different time. It is true that I had just planted some grass in a small area of the yard. After planting, her son, only about 4 at the time, decided to plow his bike right through the grass that I had just planted, tearing it up. Yea, I was mad. Who wouldn’t be? I didn’t flip out over it but I defiantly was not happy.
I didn’t say or do anything to him. I did not feel that it was my place to discipline her kids. I felt uncomfortable doing it. This was about two years before my girls came along. Instead, I went to baby mama and told her what had happened and asked if she would talk to him about it. That’s all it took! She got pissed at me accusing me of “picking on” her son so arguments started.
The police report doesn’t say anything about grass. It’s about her son peeing on my couch. This incident happened also. At a different time than the other. What happened was that I had woke up in the morning and found her son sleeping on the couch. I didn’t care about this until I realized that he had peed on the couch during the night. Again, I didn’t yell or scream at him or do anything except once again go to baby mama for her to handle it. I had an almost brand new couch. I paid $1,000 for it and a matching chair. It was expensive. It was nice. I wasn’t pleased when it got pissed on. Of course, I know her son did not do that on purpose but I still went to baby mama and asked if she could keep him from sleeping on the couch if he’s gonna pee. Yup! That was a mistake! She instantly got pissed again because once again I was “picking on” her kids so arguments started and chaos ensued!
The incident with the phone did happen, a little differently though. Yes, I did rip it off the wall. Why? Because I was trying to talk to her and she was ignoring me, she was calling her mom, and it pissed me off. My thought process at the time was that I literally, physically owned the phone. I paid for it. It was mine. The phone bill was in my name. Everything that had to do with the phone belonged to me. So, I thought that because its mine I can take it. I found out that it does not work that way. As baby mama was making her call to her mom I grabbed to phone handset that she already placed by her ear. When I grabbed the phone, she yanked it back, hitting herself in the head. Basically, she hit herself. She didn’t push me either. She never touched me.
Baby mama and the kids actually never moved out and she didn’t actually leave that day. I left for the rest of the day. The officer that came gave me a ride to a friend’s house. I stayed at my friend’s for the night then went back the next day. Baby mama and I continued to live there together for a few more months, until we both moved elsewhere, together, without anymore issues, like that anyway.
Baby mama “claims” that I hit her. I did not. She hit herself. If I really truly would have hit her I would have went to jail whether she wanted to press charges or not. Instead of taking me to jail the officer took me to a friend’s house. Because I didn’t hit her. She lied. As we were driving, the officer told me that he figured she was mostly full of shit but he has to follow protocol.
The next paragraph, “throughout our relationship”, baby mama says that I was very easily angered. Yup! When it comes to her I am! I didn’t see it at the time but she pushes my buttons and brings out the worst in me. That doesn’t paint me a bad guy! Just about everyone has a worst side. Just about everyone has buttons that can be pushed. But you can still be a decent person. Everyone has limits! We are only human!
Baby mama says that I was verbally abusive to her and the kids! Did I call baby mama names? I sure the fuck did! I won’t deny it! She deserved it! She is fucking stupid and a dumb fucking cunt! Did I call the kids names? Hell to the fucking NO! I was good to those kids. I did not treat them bad at all. Sure, back then I didn’t have kids so I certainly did not understand them like I do a little bit more now. But I did have nieces back then so I kind of had a very little bit of an idea of how kids were. I would not call a little kid names, PERIOD! Telling a 6 year old little girl that she’s way to fat!?! Seriously? That is just way fucked up! What’s even more fucked up, though, is this obviously shows what baby mama thinks of her own kids because those words came out of her mouth. They have never come out of mine! Baby mama lied, again! The kids, a boy and girl, 4 and 6, respectively, at the time, have no clue of what happened. They were too young. They only know what their mother tells them.
Baby mama says that I was always throwing and breaking stuff. Well, yea, it wasn’t an everyday thing, but it probably happened more than it should have, unfortunately it still happens sometimes. Glass was only broken once and I cleaned that up. I didn’t get angry because of what baby mama claims. I didn’t give two shits if the kids slept in the living room, unless they pissed on the furniture. I didn’t give two shits if she went to family functions. Her and the kids leaving for a few hours and I have some time to myself, to do whatever the fuck I want? Really? Thank you! How could I object to her going? That’s just fucking stupid! Baby mama lied! I don’t recall why I didn’t go with her? Perhaps work? What made me angry was baby mama and her stupid bullshit. We broke up only three times. Once before our girls, twice after.
Around the end of July 2006.
I didn’t follow through with my promise to get help? I made no such promise. I didn’t need help. I needed baby mama to stop being a bitch. The times she mentioned for child exchange are not accurate. I really didn’t agree to much of anything. I just took what she was willing to give me, which wasn’t much. It amounted to less time than the every other weekend ordered by the court.
Baby mama says that our child exchanges were always “confrontational” and “scary”. Baby mama is always “scared” of me. My verbal abuse has escalated to calling her “trailer park trash” and a “fucking whore”? Yup! I’m sure I damn well did! She is! Why is she making me fight for my own kids? Don’t do that and there wouldn’t be any problems! A very simple solution!
Baby mama said the I held the doors open on her vehicle or sometimes get in and not get out? She’s a fucking nut job! That bullshit never happened! This is so fucking stupid I’m not even going give an explanation. There isn’t one! Baby mama lied, again!
Around June 25th 2007.
This is just fucking insane nuts! Completely fabricated! None of it happened! This fucking nut job didn’t even get the date right! I mean, she did say “around”, so I guess that’s “technically” not a lie but overall, baby mama lied, again!
Next to the PPO are photos of two pages from a notebook of mine. I was writing down everything that had happened with her for awhile. Eventually stopped. But I do have this much. 6.22.07 when I picked up our girls and 6.26.07 when baby mama picked them back up. Written in these is actually what happened during that time.
On 6.22.07 I went to baby mama’s place to pick up our girls. As it says, baby mama’s mom was there watching girls. Baby mama was not there. It is what it is with what it says. I went there and her place was fucking disgusting. Our youngest was crawling around on the floor eating dried up, old food. I wasn’t impressed! Also, as it says, I took a walker.
On 6.26.07 is when baby mama came to pick up our girls. She started problems over a walker. Here’s the scoop on the walker. The walker was brand new. I bought it to use at my place for our girls. I had taken it to baby mamas so that she could use it for a couple days because she had loaned hers to her sister (baby mama’s sister had a baby a week after our oldest was born). Baby mama was supposed to get her walker back. She did not. As the note says, I took the walker with me when I picked up our girls. When baby mama picked up our girls she expected me to give the walker back to her. I didn’t. She got angry. I bought it, it belonged to our daughters to use at my place. I defiantly wasn’t into dragging it back and forth every other weekend. She had one and gave it away. Not my problem! What it boiled down to was that baby mama wanted the “new” walker as it was in better shape than hers.
Attached above is the police report for the walker incident. Now, try to understand this? Baby mama called the police on me because I would not give her a walker that I bought. Does that make any fucking sense? She was basically trying to use the police to steal it from me. It didn’t work. Baby mama lied, again!
August 3rd
I did pick up our girls on August 3rd and my attached notes is what had happened.
August 7th
This is fairly accurate. Baby mama did pick up our girls. She did ask for our youngest. I did tell her no. Attached notes are what happened. She got our daughter and left. Not much was said, surprisingly.
August 10th, 11th
I did call her and told her that I talked with a lawyer. Nothing else happened as she said. I called, tried to talk to her but she hung up on me.
Baby mama is always playing victim. She was even going to counseling because she is a “victim”. I can’t figure that one out? She has to go to counseling for problems that she is causing? Makes no fucking sense?! Baby mama always claims that I was “abusive” to her. I was about as abusive as a fucking rubber duck! Sure, I got angry, yelled, screamed and called her names. I even get angry enough to throw shit. But never at her. Baby mama is the same way! She gets angry, yells and called me names also. Everything that baby mama “claims” that I am doing is actually what she is doing. Baby mama just twists things around to make me the bad guy then brainwashes our girls into believing it to turn them against me.
Baby mama is just so full of shit! I was always pissed at her because she constantly made me fight for my own kids. That’s what pisses me off! Baby mama couldn’t seem to comprehend that! Baby mama kept our girls from me, shut me out of their lives and forced me to fight for them! That’s abusive! Now, if I was so “abusive” wouldn’t I probably do the same thing? If I was so abusive I would have tried taking our girls from baby mama. I would have tried keeping them from her. I would have tried to turn them against her. I didn’t do any of that!
I went into court more than once, probably two or three times trying to get custody changed to get more time with my girls. Probably most parents, at least many, would be going into that court room trying to get full custody. Not me! I have never tried to get full custody. I have never asked for it. I have never wanted full custody. I asked simply for equal time. That’s it! Just equal time! I was always told no by baby mama and the judge! That’s how abusive I was to baby mama! I was so abusive that I still wanted her to have equal time with our girls! Damn! I’m such an asshole!
I tried fighting the PPO but I got nowhere. Baby mama was able to do this with absolutely no proof of anything. She didn’t have proof because none of it is true. But she is believed anyway! Why? She’s the woman! She must be a victim!