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As many know, my wife of 20 years filed false claims against me of violent

abuse against her one unforgettable day in August of this year.

Molly, my wife, did this in order to acquire a tactical advantage in a divorce


she clearly wants that I was completely unaware of until she filed a retraining
order against me that prevents me from having any contact whatsoever with
my daughter as well, whose name is Hayley.

My wife told her free army of legal professionals that she suspects that child
abuse was happening by me against Hayley. This particular claim is far more
absurd than the abuse claims Molly made about me, which included a claim by
Molly that I tried to kill her one night.

So of course, I ended up in jail in the first time of my 43 years soon after these
false allegations were made against me by Molly. The second night I was in jail,
I decided to write Hayley a letter.

Now, writing Hayley fractures the restraining order falsely issued against me,
since this is contacting Hayley in this manner. But since I was already in jail, I
really was not concerned about breaking this abusive enforcement of psychotic
laws now against me.

As I wrote her that night, I was not the fun dad I usually am with Hayley due to
my state of mind. However, I never wrote anything to Hayley indicating hatred
or anger towards her mother, Molly. Nor did I, in my words to Hayley, debate
her mother's false accusations against me.

My undergrad is in child psychology, and I learned with my education that it is


never a good idea to attack a parent in any way during a split of the parents,
which is what is happening with our family right now. So I wrote to Hayley that
I will always love her mother because her mother gave Hayley to me almost 12
years ago. This is the woman who put me in jail.

I also wrote to Hayley that the destruction happening to our family right now is
difficult to understand for both of us, but we should try and grasp this situation
together in time. I told Hayley with my writing to her that I loved and missed
her, and that I hoped she would write me back soon.

I mailed this letter to her grandparent's house. These are Molly's parents, and
are very wonderful people who have been married for more than 60 years.
They understand the importance of a father in a child's life.

I only mailed this letter to Hayley after trading my breakfast the next day in
order to get a stamped envelope from another inmate.

Hayley wrote me back soon afterwards, and I was thrilled beyond belief. Yet
her letter understandably was cautious. She shared a bit with me about school
and her friends. What really got me was the end of her letter to me:

P.S. Daddy- everything is going to be OK, no matter what....

I cried when I read this from her. She understands more than I fully realize
about my own frame of mind, and what is happening to our family right now. I
shed tears as I recall this that she wrote. She wrecked her father, and this is
not the first time.

So my next letter to Hayley was much more jovial than my initial letter to her:

Dear Hayley....Hey, guess what? We are pen pals now.....YAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!

Then I went on to tell her how cool she is. I discussed what she wanted to be
for halloween. I effortlessly made her laugh what I wrote to her in this letter.
The words I shared with Hayley came from my heart.

Her next letter to me was much more upbeat. She was thrilled that we were
pen pals now. She expressed clearly how happy she was that she was getting
mail from her daddy now. This made me comforted greatly. I was at peace with
her emotional and mental state now.

The next letter composed by me to Hayley was apparently as enjoyable to her


as she read this. The letter included beautiful drawings from Tommy, my cell
mate in jail. This letter also included acts that Hayley and I frequently do to
each other when we are together:

High five, girlfriend!


Big hug from dad!
Forehead kiss!

Hayley put the drawings by Tommy that I mailed to her on her school locker
walls, she told me in her writing to me afterwards.

Tommy, my cell mate artist during that time, is a 22 year old homeless guy
who was in jail for assault on another adult. He had been homeless for much of
his life. And Tommy did have anger issues.

It took me about 2 weeks to gain his trust. Once this happened, I discussed with
Tommy more benign outlets for his anger urges, and the importance of thinking
before acting. Tommy also has done illegal drugs, so we discussed the impact
of such drugs on his health and behavior.

I'm in jail with Tommy due to accusations that I'm a violent person- accusations
against my wife from my wife. Yet I'm doing anger management with guys like
Tommy.

Irony and surrealism were banging on my cell door with this reality at the time.

My family is destroyed. My family is gone. I have to learn to live with this. Yet
this dialogue with Hayley is a very positive element to what is happening to our
family. I was able to achieve and create joy simply by establishing a pen pal
relationship with Hayley.

It has been said that great humor has an apex of great pain. I understand this
more clearly now.

As I was released from jail, I was told never to write my daughter again. This
violates the restraining order, the judge told me. I'm still in shock by this order
to me by the judge via my wife's free prosecutor. I create joy in the middle of
great pain, and I'm told to discontinue creating such joy.

This is unacceptable, this order against me with such acts. I'm being punished
for loving my daughter. I'm being punished for assuring the well being of Hayley
mentally and emotionally.

These are the laws that exist in our country, and they must be discontinued.

Thank you for reading this.

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