My Father Has Another Child, But Walked Away

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According to *Steve, his father has another child out there – in addition to that of he and his two sisters. Having rested a hand on one of Steve’s shoulders, he coldly said:

“Son, sometimes you just have to walk away.”

Never made an effort to be in that child’s life. Never paid Child Support either.

And now, he is encouraging Steve to do the same by condoning his behaviour, as is the rest of his family.

If what was said is true, then I guess all I can say is… “Like father, like son”.

His father must be well proud.

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Please Call Me… Dad Preferably

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*Steve’s father and I would communicate via Facebook (private message) every so often, but more so via Whatsapp. I would send pictures of my son Max to him, as I was not allowed to communicate with his family whilst I was with Steve. I’d always fought with him to allow them to be in his life, but because Max was the only blood grandson, Steve wanted to spite them. That’s how evil he is.

Me, 01:09, 14 Sept 2013 : There are so many photos!!!

His Father, 01:08, 14 Sept 2013: Thanks soo much:-):-)!!!!

Me, 01:11, 14 Sept 2013: You’re welcome. I can send you photos from earlier if you like.  These are recent.

His Father 01:12, 14 Sept 2013: His left ear is tilted at the top ever so slightly:-). This a family trait.

Me, 01:15, 14 Sept 2013: You noticed!

Me, 01:16, 14 Sept 2013: I can’t believe he’s 9 months old.

His Father, 01:16, 14 Sept 2013: It does go quick :-(. Gotta charge up

Me, 01:19, 14 Sept 2013: OK. We can “talk” tomorrow. It’s 01:20 here (back in the UK… for now).

Me, 01:19, 14 Sept 2013: Good night 😙

 

Me, 14:00, 15 Sept 2013: Sorry I didn’t contact you yesterday. Here’s another picture, taken in June.

Me, 4:01, 15 Sept 2013: He’s such a fun baby!

Me, 19:52, 26 Sept 2013: Hello Grandad! I like the taste of my big toe…

 

His Father, 23:48, 22 Oct 2013: What a punkin! Do you have an address for his father? Its time for a face to face come to jesus. I swear he will never know who gave me the address.

Me, 23:57, 22 Oct 2013: Hello Mr. “Xxxxxxxxx”. Unfortunately he moved from the Extended Stay Hotel but I don’t know to where. (We were living there because he ran us into debt so we were homeless. When I was heavily pregnant we had to sleep in the car…). All I know it’s still around the Marietta, GA area. He took all the furniture I bought out of my own money to set up home with his current “woman”. I’m sorry.

Me, 00:01, 23 Oct 2013: If I knew, I wouldn’t have minded if you told him I told you. I’m no longer afraid of him. Thank you for thinking of me though. I tried to help him and was definitely there for him, but he clearly doesn’t want to be helped. I just wanted to let you know, I was in the relationship for yhe long haul. I would have done anything (legal) for your son. I just wish he accepted my help.

His Father, 00:06, 23 Oct 2013: Ok hon, please call me “Xxxxx” or dad, dad preferably (Sp). If you do find an address let me know as I will confront him. Enough is enough, he was NOT raised to be what he has become and I want to make sure he knows the full weight of this family doesn’t approave of his behavior. God bless. My home is always open to my daughter and my grandbaby, never, ever forget that sweetheart. Love to you both.

Me, 00:14, 23 Oct 2013: Thank you Dad. I will let you know as soon as I find out…if I do. I wish he hadn’t been physically (and mentally abusive) to me. I would have taken him back. But it’s gone to far. I still bare the scars. My knee still clicks from when he dislocated it on my birthday, March 6th this year. God bless you and Haia too. I’m still sorry I believed him rather than asking questions. I will always regret that. Thank you for your kindness/kind words. Thank you for “listening”. I really appreciate it. Love you too.

His Father, 00:18, 23 Oct 2013: We are family honey. Don’t regret, fear, or feel we stand in judgement. We just love you and Max, period. I’m so sorry he put his hands on you, and abused you. As long as I live and am able to move…he won’t ever do that again.

Me, 00:36, 23 Oct 2013: I can’t even begin to explain what he’s done to me. I don’t feel comfortable telling you either – only because I don’t want to upset you. I still can’t believe it all.

I’ve had x-rays on my knee done here in the UK, and they seem fine. I’m also seeing a councillor from a Domestic Violence Group. I’m getting there, but the progress is slow.

 He even broke my laptop so I couldn’t use Skype and my phone so I couldn’t communicate with the outside world.

I swear the amount of times I thought suicide was the only way out is unreal. I was in two minds about saying something because I didn’t think anyone would believe me.

I’m sure you don’t want to hear any more, and I don’t blame you because he’s your son,  so it must be hard.

I loved him so much and really wanted us to be a family. Unfortunately, he’s his own worst enemy. I don’t know what to do about that.

You know the odd thing about it all? I still miss him every now and then because I know he does need help, and through our relationship, I was always there for him. I really suffered, but still, I stood by his side.

I know he wasn’t raised this way, but all one can do is raise their child(ren) to the best of their ability.

So here I am being honest and opening up to Steve’s father, and trying to make him and the rest of his family a part of my son’s life.

Yet, they turn on me…

I Hope You’re In Atlanta To Reunite With My Son

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His mother, 08/06/2014 13:32 – I have to say that a small (unrealistic, I know) part of me hopes that you are in Atlanta to reunite with my son. Like I say, my head knows that will never happen, but my heart still hopes. Anyway, if you want to me to call, just message me on here what time you’ll be available and I will call you back. Love you and Max very much!

Me, 08/06/2014 15:14 – I always knew you wanted me to reunite with your son. Just things you’ve said over the past year or so. Here’s my view on that thought… Things could have gone very differently had he just seeked help as I encouraged him to. I had always been there for him. So I would have quite possibly considered a reunion if:

1) If he had not (tried) to tar my name by dragging my name through the mud, announcing on Facebook ,tagging in nearly 100 people that I was the abusive one, to try to cover his tracks by acting like the victim after what he put me through.

2) He had at least tried to support his son and daughter. He has my contact details – my UK cell number, email address, US P.O. Box address, plus my Bank of America bank account details.

3) Hooked up with the skank he is with just to try to spite me. (It backfired very badly, as he wanted me to fight her for him, but I refused). And I am not calling her a skank out of bitterness – she truly is one. I mean he claimed that he was bettering himself, but when I returned with the cops last year to collect my things, there was cat poo and pee everywhere, dirty dishes, the room stank, they both looked awful, I mean come on… Plus this girl, who in turn is helping him to slag me off, has a criminal record from shoplifting WHILST pregnant and served time, who has done nothing with her life apart from work in Waffle House. This dirty thing he’s with is so uncouth, she posted on Facebook that she had had sex with him 2 weeks into their relationship for all to see, as well as posting else where that a) one morning she wanted early morning sex but he didn’t because he was going to college and, b) one day she wanted sex but he woke up without a boner. What kind of decent being talks like that for all to see?! Not to mention she’s a lot like your son… she doesn’t know her daughter nor does she support her, just so she can have the lifestyle she wants with no responsibility. According to what your son told her, he left me for her (which isn’t true of course), so what type of person is she if she is willing to be the other woman/homewrecker? I suppose once in the gutter, one will only ever find in the gutter.

There are more, but I will not go into detail. I’m sure you get the gist of it. Despite all the physical, financial, mental, emotional, and verbal abuse, had he have seeked help and not got with this tramp (I’m not even sure whether or not they’re still together), who has slept around, so quite possibly has a STD, there is a very slim chance we would have gotten back together. Slim, because once the abuse starts, it generally never stops. But a chance none the less.

He ruined any chances of us saving our ill-fated marriage. Which is a shame because I married him to stay with him for the rest of my life (not for a Green Card as I have my own country and could of gotten one on my own merits anyway). We had our own little family and things could have and and would have been beautiful had it not been for him. I would have supported and loved him until the day I died had he just gotten the help he clearly needs.

After everything, if I got back with him, I’d be nothing more than stupid. Stupid I am not.

The shame he has brought upon himself is more than enough for me not to take him back. The disgusting whore he’s with is enough for me not to take him back. I wouldn’t touch him after she has. No way.

My family and friends would probably form a lynch mob for me. There is no way they would tolerate me taking him back after he left his then, 4 month old son and wife homeless, broke and hungry. We’re still homeless and broke. I cannot even afford where I am staying now, and just pray I find the money to pay for our stay here. One of Max’s Godmother’s paid for our return tickets for me to come here to sort things out.

Child support only trickled in for 8 weeks from his job. I have no idea what has happened. Max still needs diapers, food, clothes. I cannot have your son as my son’s role model for they cycle will continue.

If it’s any consolation, the tiniest part of me wishes your son and I could have the chance to sit and talk to see what we could come up with. I do understand where you are coming from. Without sounding full of myself, I am and will always be the best thing that ever happened to your son. I was the one who offered him a decent path to walk down whilst I held his hand, helping him along the way. My hands are tied.

His Mother, 08/06/2014 16:40 – And may I say that is the only reason that I held out hope. But then, I always thought I could help his father, and we had a good life for a few years, but it didn’t last. Nobody deserves to be treated the way Steve treated you

 I have been so proud of you for the strength you showed, although I know it couldn’t have been easy, to build a life for you and Max. My son has burned his bridges and doesn’t appear to care, does he? I’ll be praying things turn out well for your plans.

Three weeks after this conversation, she befriended *Steve’s girlfriend *Britney.

Under a picture Steve posted after apparently doing Britney’s hair, his mother wrote “Way to treat your woman son! How did it turn out?”.

What a two-faced hypocrite.

Rest Assured We Are Not Cruel Or Back Stabbing People

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This conversation is between *Steve’s other sister *Amber and I. She had posted a status which I thought was about me, so I asked:

Me, 16/06/2014 16:53 – Hello my dear, I’m sorry, I must ask… maybe I’m being paranoid, but is your status about me? Be honest, I can take it :).

Amber, 16/06/2014 16:58 – No no no!!!! Not at all. Sweetheart (…the middle of this conversation has nothing to do with my blog so I have chosen to eliminate it…)  I refuse to be someone to take anger out on when I only want to help and care for those I love. So…not about you at all!

Me, 16/06/2014 17:03 – I’m so sorry. As you may well have guessed, I think everything negative is about me because of what I’ve been through! I’m working on it. I am so sorry you are experiencing a difficult time with all of this. I hope the matter is resolved swiftly and quickly. I also hope that through all of this, you manage to have a wonderful and blessed day. Love myself and Max.

Amber, 16/06/2014 17:08 – Thank you, Persia! I understand the worry but rest assured we not cruel or back stabbing people and we’ve come too far for any of that. Have a blessed day and kiss Max for me? Oh and know that you are cared for!

Yet, they all befriended his girlfriend who they are supposedly disgusted with after slagging her off – all of which was done behind my back around the time this conversation was had.

And this was after my cell/mobile number and address was given so Steve’s father and step-mother could see my son Max. My instincts were right which is why I was feeling nervous about the meeting. I guess my post “Meeting With The Grandparents Today” was premature.

No doubt I am being used as a scapegoat to cover up what they are truly like.

If this is what they call being “cared” for, then who the hell needs enemies?!

(Please excuse any errors, as WordPress seems to be playing up, so I am unable to correct them).

She’s Total Trash

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I do not wish to publish pictures of these people nor actual names, so I will not screen shot any of the conversations. However, those who wish to stalk my page will know who I’m talking about, as well as know the conversations we’ve had. Exact dates and times have been used. Exact words have been copied and pasted.

Here are *Anna‘s (*Steve’s eldest sister) comments about *Britney in February, whom she is now friends with after lying to me recently and putting my son and I at risk:

Anna, 01/02/2014 03:32 – I noticed earlier today that it looks like they have both deactivated their Facebooks

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After showing her Britney’s mug shot, her response was:

Anna, 01/02/2014 03:37 – Wow classy, and fat too. 5’7″ and 170, yresh.. I wonder why they deactivated their accounts

Anna, 01/02/2014 04:02 – Yeah no joke. She is total trash and you can tell that by looking at her. And my brother is worthless

Anna, 01/02/2014 04:07  – Thanks for letting me know! Probably is why she doesn’t have her baby, not that she cares… and probably why she has to work at Waffle House! Have a wonderful weekend and I will talk to you later