I was ordered to move out but I was not officially evicted so we stayed in the house. I have no idea what Carl may have told the landlord (his boss) but the landlord had his girlfriend start to harass us. She even threw a rock, breaking a window in the back room of the house. The landlord's girlfriend called CAS and told them we were "literally going to be living on the streets by morning" so I got a drop in visit from a very young social worker one evening. I explained everything to her. She didn't seem to believe me but then again I would be pretty doubtful as well!
I went back and forth to court, meanwhile finding a new job. Daniel had a nervous breakdown and had to be hospitalized. This got out and Carl used it against us. Daniel and I separated and I had to move in with a roommate. That was another horrible situation in itself but it is a story for another day!
Things got worse and Carl used the fact I didn't technically have a home against me in court. We kept fighting and fighting this in the courts. Now it was 2007. I was tired of it all. Daniel and I reconciled in September and by October we had a new place to live. We moved into my current residence in October, 2007.
We had literally nothing. Some old, filthy furniture my roommate gave me, a few mismatched dishes and a couple of old towels. It was sad but we had a decent house to live in. But then Daniel had another nervous breakdown. We couldn't afford his medications and he stopped taking them abruptly, causing withdrawals. Long story short, CAS was called by Anna. Carl had left her but they were still talking and he told her some other BS about me and Daniel so when Daniel had his breakdown, she called CAS. She told them a bunch of things that she thought were true and my children, Anthony and Janelle were apprehended and put into foster homes. I was devastated. I took two weeks off work.
The hardest part of this? Haley was shipped off to my ex-husband in BC! She was 15 and I did not give consent. In fact, I was told by the CAS worker whom I will call Amanda, that she thought I knew about it. I sure didn't but there she was, in BC!
It was four months before the kids were back. Except Haley. Caitlynn was not speaking to me at all. Carl had temporary custody of Anthony. He and his new girlfriend (his best friend's ex-girlfriend) had Anthony living in her apartment. I will call the girlfriend Marla. Marla is an idiot. I have known her for about ten years. She has kids with a guy named Rick. He has custody because she is a horrible person and doesn't even like kids, including her own. She abused my son and CAS eventually had to take him out of the home. Carl didn't care if she abused my child, as long as she would sleep with him. Lovely. Poor Janelle was stuck in a foster home with strangers because Carl refused to have anything to do with her. Why? Because she "told on him" when she told the workers about the abuse she experienced and saw when I was with him.
So, in February the kids were home. I was pretty bad off financially. Every time Carl feels like it, he applies for my Child Tax Benefit. (If you do not live in Canada, you will have to Google it because I am too tired to explain!) Apparently anyone has the right to apply for it and he has done it a total of.... five times now. Three times while he had my son and/or daughters in his custody.
Oh I shlould mention that when he left Anna for Marla, he left my two oldest girls with Anna and said they "weren't his problem anymore". He knew I was virtually homeless and broke because of him and left my two girls with her. Thankfully, she is truly a loving woman who took care of them for me... and she was duped by a jerk who played her over and over again. It's definitely not Anna's fault that she believed him and did what she did to me.
Okay, so I was broke but the kids were back. CAS and the judge decided Carl was not going to get custody of my son. CAS wrote me and Daniel letters of apology for what they put us through (I went through a Psych evaluation, for one thing) and in August 2008 I got full custody of my son. I also got accepted to go to college, got a student loan and I was on my way to becoming a social services worker! We got our house back to normal, got new furniture and we were finally financially stable! Life was great. Or was it?
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