By this time my daughter was struggling as you can imagine. Her father had told her she was an "immature, hormonal teenager that didn't know what she was talking about." She heard him tell me that I shouldn't do for her. If she wanted her hair done that I should get my hair done. If she wanted clothes that I should go buy me clothes. She heard him and his mother scream and yell at me because my son had gotten pulled over and had my boat. They accused me of doing it for attention. She heard him call her a bitch. He said, "tell that bitch to answer my texts and phone calls." She hid from him when he broke in the house. To her he blamed all of this on her, which he partially did. The rest he blamed on me.
The court ordered her to see him one time at Christmas and then weekly for therapy. I had to force her to go to lunch with him. She would only go if her grandfather went with her. Tears and not happy she went. 15 minutes is all she lasted. I waited for her in the car in the parking lot. He never once scheduled therapy.
She came to me upset on multiple occasions because she had started having nightmares that he came and killed us. One I will never forget. She said she felt something was wrong and went to my room and saw blood all over my bed. She cried out for me and he told her not to come downstairs. She said I just need to know mommy is okay. They had something over my head and pushed me to the balcony in the foyer and would only let her see part of my face. She said she knew I was bleeding. Another dream they went to her football game and had a gun. She said I woke up before I could find out if they shot me or not. She was afraid to go to her next game.
I knew we needed a TPO after all the things. We were not safe. I took him to court and the whole thing was a joke. He had witnesses testify that I literally had never seen before in my life. His attorney questioned Miley on the stand and said do you know your mom is having sex with this man. The gasps from the courtroom said it all. His attorney was so rude and unprofessional that another attorney in the room stood up and said if you don't do something about this i'm writing myself into the case and will represent her myself. It was appalling. He watched his daughter sit on the stand crying and trembling and said nothing. My son with his disrespectful mouth sat on the stand a second time full of lies and cussed me out in front of the judge, who did nothing. I was not granted a TPO. We were lectured on how to be a family. The judge didn't allow the officer to speak who was there that night. He said he knew what he was going to do from the beginning. It was a waste of time.
We left that day and me and my daughter both knew it was pointless, but we would not give up. She heard them in the hallway at court talking to one of the police officers about a party that weekend. Not a surprise. We completely understood what was happening. In the middle of court a woman came in holding my purse and said it ended up in the car of one of the other attorneys there that day. All of the random things and random people saying they had known us for years made it clear that we would not ever be protected in our town. I had been ran off the road on my way home. My daughter's tires had been cut. I was told he was going to show up one day and just take my car because he had the other key and it was "his." He called my bank and canceled my cards leaving me no way to buy anything or take care of our daughter.
We both were at our breaking point and I broke.
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