Being removed from my house and living in a minivan taught me about betrayal and injustice. After having my child support payment adjusted and forced to live in a tent taught me courage and perseverance. After my children were poisoned against me I learned about unending rage and grace. I live in fear of being called into court again. Seven times I was called into court to defend myself from the c~~~’s capricious accusations and bulls~~~. Seven times I successfully defended myself.

I do not have words to describe the betrayal, injustice, manipulation, and psychological damage this woman has done to my children and me. It is not a visual, a sound, a taste, or a smell and not a tangible thing. It is not an emotion, an idea or a thought. It is all of these and more all rolled into one. It is something that I have to keep buried under layers of concrete, steel, granite and the deepest ocean to keep this from escaping. It is an all consuming fire, Doom, the absolute end. It is the destruction of everything I used to know and love. I have to suppress this, and keep it locked away for the rest of my life, and I hope to God I am strong enough to prevent the tiniest drop of this toxic waste to leak out.

If you somehow find this little part of the internet, and you are planning on getting married For the love of everything you hold dear, please do not get married. Spare yourself the future agony that I and hundreds of other men suffered.

There were 2.1 million marriages in 2014…best I can find. That makes about 5700 weddings every day. 5700 men’s lives ruined by a woman and her s~~~ vortex. Someday, men will learn not to enter into a marriage contract with a woman and the government.

I can not fight the court, and I can not directly engage the person who has hurt me. All I can do is pay the child support, and stay out of court, in effect running out the clock for the next 30 months. We are all running out a clock. My sentence runs out on May 7, 2020.