Im so tired...

I’m so tired of these sleepless nights.

I lie awake, wondering when I’ll ever see or hear from my kids again.

It pains me deeply to know I’ve healed enough to understand I shouldn’t let others’ opinions define me — yet, in my case, those false opinions are exactly what’s keeping me from my children. No matter what I do, or how much time passes, the mother of my children continues to slander me as an unsafe and unfit parent.

You should love your children more than you hate your ex. But life isn’t fair. Some people would rather use their children as pawns in a personal war than do right by them.

My sons deserve better.

They deserve their father. They deserve to be raised by someone who doesn’t engage in this vile behavior — someone who prioritizes love over hate, who teaches them to protect peace rather than destroy it, who instills compassion instead of cruelty. They deserve someone who is open and honest, not secretive and deceitful. Someone who puts their needs first. Right now, they have none of that. I don’t say this to be cruel — sometimes the truth simply hurts. I wish I had never been put in a position where I felt forced to speak so openly. But I’ve been left with no choice.

And yet, as open as I am speaking now, it pales in comparison to the truths I could share — supported by factual proof — about the serious and vile acts committed by the mother of my children. But those truths remain for the court to see alone, because my goal was never to publicly shame the mother of my kids.

Nothing will ever stop me from speaking the truth and seeking justice for my children.

This system should be ashamed of itself. And if it isn’t now, it will be when all of this is finally brought to light.