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I am getting really fucking sick of the past constanly coming back to haunt me, i haven't done anything wrong but because someone else did a long time ago, i am tarred with the same fucking brush, they can take everything away from me, even without criminal charges or a warrant, because of some vindictive woman that i refuse to coopearate with, nothing like having people assist in taking away my son and help circumvent an order because she got a bright idea in her head on a way to eliminate me from their lives... and of course the assumption is always guilty, i can understand that.. i even respect it..but of course that doesn't make it any easier when these people are systematically tearing my life apart peice by peice.. i no longer expect any happiness from this outcome, and i expect a lot of things to be changed after the outcome, it's not like i can really mentally deal with this shit anymore... not knowing whats going to come next, not knowing whats beens said, whats going to be said, I think i need to decide for myself the next course of action and possibly involve a lawyer, but of course having my whole life torn down this way isn't good for my son or for my sanity, but of course that doesn't matter, because the mother is always, 100% of the time, without question or fail, the victim. not the Child, not the dad, The Mother.... or is that just the person i chose to open up to and intend to share my life with until she decided to tear me down, because she could... she's already taken my education, now she wants everything else, there is no more blood to taken from this stone.... when a man has nothing left, he has got nothing more to take...and right now that's all i have...I'm fucking sick of being bullied around by people when i have done nothing wrong, what do you expect a confession when it didn't happen, I'll gladly go to jail and spend the rest of my life being innocent getting three square meals a day and all the fight club i can handle, my lifes already past due it's expiry date,

Current Mood: Depressed.
It is not a Justice System. It is just a system.

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