After two weeks of trying to contact X, I finally got a telephone call today from my daughter.
She told me in some little frightened voice that she didn’t want to come to my house as I didn’t put a light on in the room for her. I said to her that the last few times she came to our house she did have a night light in her room and I always check the room for monsters before she goes to sleep. She seemed to accept that … after a while!
I said I’d go and pick her up right away but I heard X shouting in the background that she had to clean up her room. I told her I’d pick her up in an hour then. I heard X shouting again in the background to have her back on Sunday by 5. That’s been the case the last few times so I just told my daughter I loved her and she hung up.
I got another call a minute or so later from X telling me my daughter had to be back at 5 on Sunday. I said I heard her the first time – ‘why didn’t you acknowledge me then’. I said ‘why didn’t you acknowledge my texts, phone calls and visits’. I put the phone down.
I got a call about 5 minutes later. My daughter is never to go down to see my parents again (they stay a few hundred miles from here and in the past I’ve always either went right down to drop my daughter off, back here and then back down again to pick her up OR I’ve met my parents half way).
She also asked me if I was expecting my daughter this weekend. As you know from reading this that my X changes her mind like most people change their pants, sometimes more frequently. So the ‘every fortnight’ agreement we had is more of a sort of guideline for how she’s feeling than anything else. I told her I had texted about a half dozen times, phoned about the same and came around three times but every time there was no answer or nobody there.
Her answer …. she’s changed her mobile number.
Now without jumping to conclusions she could only have changed because I text her, rather than speaking to her, about my daughter. The reason? Today is an excellent example. Every time I phone her we end up arguing, she gets;’ abusive and I put the phone down. I’m sick of doing that as I’m sure my daughter hears it (although I did make sure she told me today I wasn’t on speaker phone) and I end up feeling awful and down! I don’t want this! I just want to see my daughter.
There is a new one today though. My X is violent. She has attacked and hit me in the past (both when we were together and afterwards). As I’ve said on here too, my daughter called the police one day when my X was hiutting her new partner. My daughter knows she’s violent. And that’s the primary reason I left.
But apparently, I left because I AM HEAVILY INTO PORN OF PREGNANT WOMEN. But wait for it. No that’s not the end of it. I also HAVE SLEPT WITH PROSTITUTES when YOU CAME OUT A PUB DRUNK. Yes, today we have slipped to new levels.
Now my daughter is hearing lies about a porn problem and a prostitute problem. It will be a drug or drink problem next (I don’t do either – my wife and I probably drink about a bottle of wine a week on average between us). Maybe I’m a drug dealer? Bank robber? People trafficker? Politician?
It’s gone to a new low. But at the end of the day I ask myself – what EXACTLY has this got to do with me seeing my daughter?
