…and finally, as I turn off my phone ahead of my fight, my why. ...

…and finally, as I turn off my phone ahead of my fight, my why.

It’s been 1 year, 5 months, and 9 days since I saw my daughter. I was never a part-timer, nor absentee. We had our own traditions. We traveled. We did graphic arts. She lived in my t-shirts. When I returned to high school coaching, she became our videographer as to not lose time with her. We collected antiques and records, celebrated her successes, and were there with open arms after she was rejected by her other family for expressing who she was. It’s exactly why I was targeted, and everyone in my circle cut out.

If you want to understand how it impacts an erased parent, please watch this. This 18 minute video took me several days to fully watch, as it pinpointed my last year and a half with insane accuracy. This is what it’s like to be alienated.

Fighting at 49 probably sounds crazy, but this is nothing; win or lose, I at least have a say in how this one ends. The same cannot be said about #Wisconsin’s shameful #familycourt system.

Thank you all for your support, care, and patience with me. This has been incredibly hard, but this is only a part of my fight against #ParentalAlienation. The book and doc will cover the rest. No matter what’s been said or done, nobody can say I didn’t fight for my daughter.

See you on the other side!

https://tinyurl.com/ErasedParent (at Madison, Wisconsin)
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