Writing this blog post will most likely see a letter arrive from my ex’s lawyer. A lawyer paid for by us tax payers.

Now before you scream out “Bad Parent”, I haven’t seen my kids since August 2004. When I say seen, I mean spent any kind of time with them, apart from a 5 minute supervised time at the Family Court, where my ex brain washed my kids to say nothing, and to hate me as much as possible, or there would be hell to pay.

So here is what I know about my kids:

• Last time I saw them, one was 7 the other 5. They are now 13 and 11.
• The younger one has high functioning autism, but knowing my ex, it is more likely Aspergers Syndrome, but the ex doctor shopped and crapped on to get it upgraded so more benefit money could be claimed.
• My eldest is now in high school. Which school I don’t know, I think I might know, but unless I stalked the school, I really wouldn’t know. Sure I am meant to get the school reports, that’s part of the court orders, but it doesn’t happen.
• I can’t think of anything else I know about my own children.

Gee, I really make a bad parent. Must be all the drugs I do. Umm, no that’s not it, I don’t do any, can’t do any with the job I have, nor would I do any. Oh, I know, it is my criminal record. Umm, no that’s not it either. Only record I have is a couple of speeding fines (naughty me doing 103km/h in a 100km/h zone). Oh, I know, it is my violent nature. Hang on, I’m a pacifist, so no chance of me hitting any one. In fact I have been hit a few times over the years and never hit back, I’ve just laughed at the assailant.

Hang on, I’ve got it. It’s because I married a worthless piece of shit, who would rather cry poor than work an honest day in their life. Who sees children as nothing more than a way to make money. By denying any kind of access, I pay more in child support (not sure how with 9 cents left in my bank account, and massive amounts of debt hanging over my head), which increases the emotional harm to my children and to myself.

I know, the simple way is to go back to the courts. Well I can’t afford that. I can’t afford a lawyer, so I do my own legal work (against a barrister paid for by the tax payers), nor can I afford the court costs. Besides, I spent five years going through the system, and all it got me was a massive debt that is still years away from being paid off. Why would I add to that, just to have more court orders ignored.

No, the most logical way to go about this is to have open dialogue between the two parents. Something the ex refuses to do. Obviously I have an issue if I am open to communication. After all, I only disagree with my ex on one thing, my children. So come on, give me a call.

Gee, I really am vindictive and mean aren’t I.

Well ex. as much as I could have provided a lot of details about you and my children, like names and more sensitive details, you will notice I haven’t. So before you go of screaming foul to your lawyer, demanding more money from me, threatening me, oh please threaten me with court action, I would love to see you there to get smacked down by a judge again. But before that even, try doing a little bit of reading on the damage you are doing to the children. Here’s somewhere you can start, and also link into here too.

I’m sure I will hear from my kids when they turn 18, and you kick them out because they are no longer a cash cow for you, but how about growing up and realising the damage you are doing before it is too late. Get real, face up to reality, and try standing on your own two feet for once, instead of ripping off other people and sucking the well dry of government hand outs.