So much for all those “good” vibes I was talking about last night. Devastating news today in the #SloaneStaysHome campaign. I was told I am going to lose on July 27th. My attorney is one of the best around and pulls no punches win, lose, or draw. The contempt of court for this very blog is what July 27th is what court is all about. Followed by a quick 15-20 minute custody review that I’m going to be powerless to defend since I will have spent the previous hour getting my ass reamed for the pettiest crap imaginable by someone who passed bitter a long time ago. I was told I have no shot of winning.
Thirteen months ago I was told to be a better father, Ward Cleaver would envy me now. It was a lie then as much as it is now. I got set up from early last year and love blinded me from ever realizing it at the time. Love has been replaced with nothing but hate for what my little girl has gone through and will now possibly continue to go through. There is no amount of money I can come up with before July 27th and now that would change the outcome. Over words, no slander mind you there is not one thing I’ve ever published on this website in regards to my daughter and my divorce that are false. Was it worth it last July 12, 2014 when I hit publish? Yes it was, it healed me more than any therapist or friend could have. I let go of rage I had at the time, and got myself in a better place mentally. Now it has potentially cost me any chance of keeping my daughter in the area. I’m not throwing in the towel yet loyal reader but I was already up against third and long and my frigging center just got called for a holding penalty!
People that are funnier than me, better writers than me, and even smarter than me, all are great bloggers. They also have their children in their life. Tell me what is fair in the world of Indiana Family Law that a child that doesn’t want to move has to relocate when she has a viable parent more than willing to stay in the area? Sloane didn’t choose to be uprooted, this “best interest of the child” crap is complete bullshit. I say a few questionable words on a website I own and that is the ultimate standard as to my parenting abilities in the eyes of the court? Short answer is yes, it isn’t fair or sound even remotely legal, but I learned today it is.
Well I’m a man and by definition that makes me stubborn, Skipah isn’t going down without a fight! It’s time for a judicial review of family law in this state. The Indiana Parenting Time Guidelines are nothing more than empty words. I’ve followed them to a letter, and I’m the only parent to do so. I am supposed to get 90 days notice on any potential relocation, I got 62! Was told today it wouldn’t matter? Why in the hell not! It’s the state law! Family court just gets to rewrite laws from the bench without any oversight because I was a “bad” blogger? I use that term in jest, I get my daughter ripped away from her home town, only family she’s ever known, and more importantly ME! Over me calling out parenting fails?
Hammy and I came up with a new plan, NOBODY likes bad public relations. To quote Clemenza “It’s time to go to the mattresses”, all out media/political blitz coming from me. If you read this and have any media contacts please contact me. Local readers if you have friends at WAVE, WLKY, WHAS, or WDRB please let me know. My state representative Ed Clere and state senator Ron Grooms are getting emails sent about the blatant violations of state laws should I lose. Retweet, reblog, send out on carrier pigeons, whatever to these two at and ask them to do something about this blasphemy!
I don’t ask for much, but tonight I’m begging to get as much attention as possible to the injustice that my daughter is about to go through. I got my heart broken last year and tried to end my life, I had it used against me in divorce proceedings. That was the leverage she needed to become the primary custodial parent. Evidently being the primary custodial parent lets you sweep a ton of crap under the rug that would have me hung if the shoe was on the other foot. I’m all healed these days now I just want my daughter in my life. To attend the school she has always called home and not sub-standard school in one of the worst educational states in the country. To be able to see all of her grandparents and friends whenever she wants. I’m not a criminal, I don’t have a drug problem (caffeine not withstanding), yet I’m in no position to fight over words. Words that never named anybody unless they exposed themselves. Words that exposed the lies and deceit. Words that helped me heal and become the father she supposedly wanted.
The system is broken, this little blogger in New Albany, Indiana is going to do his best to fix it I just need plenty of help!
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