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The Day That Never Comes.

Courage is not the absence of fear, but rather the judgement that something else is more important than fear.

I'm sick of this fucking waiting while His life hangs in the fucking balance, we should be In fucking court now moving forward not allowing this bullshit status quo to fucking continue... both of us are sick of the battle and it affects all of our fucking lives, and it has turned me grey... it's a battle i will never back down but i am more than sick of fighting it.... I want my day in court or a settlement that will get my son back in my fucking life... those are the only options, I am afraid that day will never come and I am not sure if that is a result of the way the fucking system works or the ones i have entrusted to look after my interests. All i know is for the moment is that we are sitting here, we are waiting.... for a day that never comes... it should not take this long for this to to end, and I am seriously wondering how many times we are going to have to go thru this... it has aged me and frustrated me... I'm ready and willing to fight... the only thing I fear is never seeing him again and honestly i feel that's what the court system has basically set me up to do, set me up to fail... I have had to fight almost all of his life to just be his father, and for fucking what? every time i get my day in court it's taken away from me because of fucking politics? because the system has failed and is overloaded? what does that say about the importance of my son.... so fucking frustrated by the system right now. More fucking waiting.

Current Mood: Disillusioned.

Every day you either see a scar or courage. Where you dwell will define your struggle.

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