About

I would have to say definitely that my relationship or lack of relationship with my mother is mainly my inspiration for most of my writings. I grew up in a home where my mother wasn't a role-model at all and I still find myself struggling on a daily basis to find out who I am. I missed out on a lot growing up. She was VERY strict, and I do mean strict! Not a good kind of strict either. At a young age, I became pregnant with my son. She didn't want me to have him and tried to force a late-term abortion on me and when that didn't work, it went to adoption. Neither one of those ideas flew with me. Six weeks after he was born, I was put out of my parents house, with nowhere to go. She kept my baby boy. I found a a stable place to stay, and I filed for custody while I was a senior in High School. (I couldn't legally hire an attorney, but I had the money to hire one, so I found someone to sign the paperwork.)I graduated a year earlier than what I was suppose to. He was six months old at my graduation! He will be 8 New Years Eve, and I still am fighting to this day. She has surrounded herself in a web of lies, and used them all against me. She has the money to pay for the best attorney in town, while I have had to use court-appointed attornies, because I couldn't afford to keep paying one. I have been through 4 lawyers, and the best I ever got was visitation. I have nothing at this moment. As it stands now, I haven't seen him in a year and a half. My parents are suppose to let me come to their house whenever I want, but they leave so I can't see him. They won't answer when I call. They're suppose to bring him to my home to spend weekends...they never have! I just feel like the system has failed me AND my son. I feel like I'm out of options. I am 24 years old and have been envolved in custody battles for seven and a half years now. I have tried being my mom's friend, I've tried writing to her, talking to her, anything to get close...she don't want me around at all. I don't wanna sound like a child, but it's really not fair! (To anyone envolved) All I can do now is try to make it through everyday and keep writing. I hope that one day she will find God and allow him in her heart so that she can begin to love...really love.