April 25th is National Parental Alienation Day
Father and Daughter
Whenever I see a father and daughter walking together
late in the evening, maybe after the evening meal,
and they're holding hands
and she's telling him about her day at school,
It absolutely breaks my heart in two
because that used to be us.
That used to be Grace and I
but is no more and probably never will be again.
But then I suppose it also breaks her heart
whenever she sees something like this,
like it does mine.
And so there we are,
far from each other,
on opposite ends of the world
where we'll probably stay
for absolutely no reason.
. . .
It's one thing to lose your kids.
It's another thing to lose them because they've been told lies about you and don't want you in their lives anymore.
And it's quite another thing altogether when you're the one who's blamed for this.
Which is why parental alienation it's called the sickest of the abuses. Because that's exactly what it is.
April 25th is National Parental Alienation Day.
Please try to understand this family tragedy.
John Brosnan
Monday, April 25, 2016
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I’m so sorry for your pain, the repeated loss, that grief that nothing can or will help. It’s a type of pain not understood, nor describable. He called my ex, told him I don’t know when or if she’s coming back, called my siblings across the country, come and get your sister, I can’t try and keep her from killing herself, I was given Ativan the second I heard voices and asked a question, I know because I heard them say, if she starts waking, and asks to use the phone, give her another order if Ativan until her sister gets here, and leaving ama…
He then took my girls, ours sad his on a cruise while I was served child abandonment papers at my sisters, followed with an immediate stop to child support.
I was shoeless, no coat, no I’d, no money, no clothes but what my husband had packed, my sister told him, not much just a few things. He put a old bra, and old pair of my daughters underwear, a pair of jeans I’d put in donate box and a very old PINK, pink with black cut outs sweatshirt.. no shoes or socks.
They’d taken me in 40 beg storm of Iowa across highway 20 in my nieces huge very expensive SUV, and I said not one word except I needed a bathroom. No shoes. -40 windchill January 12,2012.
They were all crazy I’d try and ‘escape?’
Git to st Luke’s, handed off to another sister, sat 6 hours while she’d come back and say ‘good girl, you’re being a good girl, sorry it’s taking so long’ what are you doing? We’re going to have my doctor friend talk to you. No, they had me put in a nut ward in Sioux City, never talked to a dr, and that interview had already been done. I was bipolar because he says I was…
I was not allowed to use the phone as normal crazy people are allowed, I was approached by Deb, with a legal pad, she had 3 places on top of her legal pad as to where I’d be taken. Homeless shelters.
I was taken from my home, after my daughter told me to kill mysekf, no one cared, Tim Durant live me he’s divorcing me when he doesn’t need a baby sitter for coke anymore and done coaching, can’t you see mom? He can’t stand you, no one can. You’re the most fucking pathetic mother in the world.
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