Thursday, September 6, 2007

Welcome to my blog

So I join the millions of other people that feel it necessary to share their inner most thoughts with an anonymous audience.

I can't say as I thought I would ever do this but, for some reason, I feel compelled to get much of what I have gone through these past 3 or 4 years off my chest. If what I've gone through helps you in some way, great, but that's not why I am doing this - I'm doing this to help me.

You're welcome to post and add comments as you wish. I know I am not alone in what I have gone through. Millions of men must have gone through this - are going through this.

There is a systematic disregard for the role of the father in the court system. The hypocrisy is nothing short of staggering. Young men are being abandoned in prisons, victims of gang culture, with the blame being put squarely on the absence of a father. Teenage girls bringing children into the world and the finger points to the role (or lack of it) of the father. Research the world over confirms beyond any reasonable doubt that a father must stay involved with his children.

So why, when divorce occurs, does the world turn it's back on those fathers that are desperate to be involved with there children more than every Wednesday and every other weekend?

Welcome to my blog. A journey through the past few years leading up to today. A journey that leaves me as a single dad making appointments to see my children and fighting to ensure that they don't become victims of frightening statistics.

1 comment:

Mrjonessr41 said...

I am a soon to be single Father and I seem to be alone in this world. My wife has a personality disorder and I have tried so hard to be there for her for 15 years, but we have 2 small kids and they deserve better. Their Mother has admitted in front of them to mutiple infedelities and no end to it in sight. She also stabbed me once in front of my 11 year old. There is no shelters for Men with children and my ability to work is greatly hindered by the fact that my children need care and there is no one other than me there to do everything for them. I have to somehow subdue the pain I feel in my heart in order to be there to help the kids get over the pain I know they feel. I am part of the hard working poor in this country and I need help to build a new life. What must I do.