Mr Me's personal story
Today 18/12/2020 marks the 11th anniversary in which I was supposed to be murdered so I find it fitting that I should tell my story.
I fell in love with my ex in my teen years. She was sweet and loving. She accepted me for who I was. Gradually I began to see an aggressive temper. Just little things like abusing workers in businesses etc. Soon I began to notice she would slap me often. Just little slaps on my arm but it escalated. I spoke to her father about it and he said just hit her back if she keeps doing it but I couldn’t do that.
Eventually my family began to notice and comment to me and I would say it’s fine. The slapping became bare handed hard slaps to my face, middle of my back or legs. It drove me crazy but I put up with it because she was good the rest of the time. She fell pregnant with our son and I was there to support her. She decided she wanted to move to be closer to family and packed up and left. I was devastated because I was losing my chance to be a father so I followed her.
She settled down and a few months later we moved back to our home and we eventually had our son. I noticed her entire mental health change and realised she was struggling with post-natal depression so told her to get help but she refused to accept it. We continued living this way with the violence continuing and becoming more toxic. Punching, choking and the manipulation to secretly spread lies that I was the violent one which I now know was her ploy to get out and keep my son from me. I could never leave her because I knew she would pack up and take my son so I was trapped.
Eventually she left me and took my son without my knowledge. A couple of days later got in contact and I was allowed to see him. I had my son but she refused to tell me where she lived so I refused to hand my son back unless I knew where I could find him. After a couple of hours I decided that I should give him to her to stop the abusive messages and took him to meet her. When she told me the location I thought that was odd it was near a police station. I pulled up to drop him off and all my doors and windows were locked. She waved me over then began going crazy punching my car and I refused to open the door. All the screaming caused 2 cops to come out one on each side of the car asking me to open it which I said “no” they pressured me to open the passenger door but instead of police stepping in my ex jumped in the car and punched me twice to the face while I was seat-belted in. The cops told her to get out but she didn’t as she continued scratching and clawing at me. The cops had to physically drag her out. When they asked us into the police station I told them I wanted to press charges and they looked at each other and laughed at me. They told me “we would never charge an upset mother with assault so if you have a problem sue her civilly because we won’t do it” they then said my partner claimed I was abusive which I denied and they arrested me. So they witnessed her assault me and did nothing but heard her story that I hit her and they charged me. Later in a text message to her friend she admitted that she lied and I was given the messages and saved myself at court. My ex later told me the refuge she went to told her that if she charged me they would let her stay there. So basically the refuge wanted an innocent man charged to give a women a bed.
After months of separation in which time she had threatened numerous times to kill herself and our son, the chance came to get back with her which I did because I was sick of never seeing my son and I could protect him. She promised to change and she convinced me I needed to change which I agreed but still didn’t understand why. Soon after she fell pregnant with our second son and she left every day. We had moved to a new city and I was now unemployed and she left me with my eldest every day while she went out in the car and didn’t return for 6-8 hours. She refused to tell me where she was other than driving so I knew maybe she was cheating on me. Then the abuse began because I wasn’t working despite I couldn’t look for work without the car and looking after my son. She was sick of me and my son being there and she wanted us to go to my parents every weekend. So all week she was never home and I had to take my son every weekend which I knew something was going on but I was thrilled to be away from her with my son.
Eventually I returned home and she turned up in a stranger's car. She said we are over so I was forced to leave and go back to my parents. I was heartbroken but continued to raise my eldest and even help her around the house and with doctors. Then she began seeing a new guy a month later and from there things turned south fast. My eldest child was 3 years old and hated the new man and continued to come home with marks all over him. I learned that her new partner and her were physically abusing my son.
After many reports to police nothing was done. Then my ex went into labour and I went to the birth. I watched our youngest child being born and then seen him each day for a week before she went to see her family in another state. During this time she messaged me and confessed that my youngest son was not my child and she had been cheating on me with her bf. She then turned off her phone for weeks.
I was a complete mess and hit the alcohol hard. I knew something was very off with it all and I continued to argue to the court that I believed this child was my son. Over the next 8 months waiting for approval for a DNA test we had many fights over this child and she basically told me she would give me full custody of our eldest son if I gave up fighting for the youngest. My eldest son was basically living with me and whenever he went to his mothers he was being violently abused and the police did nothing.
He was 3 and being belted, kicked and lasting injuries to muscles, bones, punched and hit with objects such as saucepans and fence palings. There were times when she overdosed him on drugs so that they could party. I was arrested for assaulting her new bf because he hurt my son and was told if I went near them again I would go to jail.
Finally the DNA test was done and I was declared as the biological father of both boys And she confessed she knew I was his dad and just hoped I gave up so her bf could pretend to be his dad. So I immediately fought to see both kids half of each week. She refused and said he already had a dad and no court would change that and I refused to accept this and wanted the judge to stop her from calling the other guy “dad” to my youngest son. With all the abuse allegations and her entire behaviour, my solicitor filed for full custody. Within a month I had our hearing and again her behaviour was scrutinised. A month further and I was awarded full custody and she was allowed supervised visits.
Instead she basically disappeared from their life and wanted nothing to do with the kids. After a couple of years she came back onto the scene and was nice to me and things were good. Finally 6-8 months of her being nice so she was able to see the kids whenever she wanted because I wouldn’t stop her as long as I knew they were safe. She had gradually built trust.
So then one day she wanted to see the kids for the holidays and asked me to do her a favour and drop the kids to her as she had an “important meeting she couldn’t miss.” I couldn’t get all the way to her as I was working but told her I would take the kids to work and drop them half way at a train station if that would help her in my lunch break. She agreed and I met her and dropped the kids off. I sat there for 10 minutes kissing the kids and talking nicely and then I went to work. When I got home I had police there telling me I needed to contact some senior Sargent detective and they couldn’t tell me if my kids were ok. Half an hour of trying I get through I had detectives turn up and tell me I need to go and give a statement and get my kids as they had been involved in a police raid and were upset.
I was so confused and that is when I was told my ex had been under surveillance for a month and tonight she was arrested by a police task force for soliciting a hitman to have me shot in the head later that night. She made the final payment at the “important meeting” earlier that day and then calmly and quietly met me and got the kids and was superficially nice. The criminal she asked had charges pending and made a deal with police to set her up if he got a reduced sentence. So he introduced her to a “hitman” who was an undercover detective. Her entire time being nice to me was to give her an alibi as in she believed she could say we were friendly. Everything was callous and calculated.
She was sentenced to 8 years prison. Since then I have suffered extreme PTSD and had police protection. My children have suffered eating disorders and trust no women. I have had numerous attempts To kill myself because I struggle with depression and anxiety so much I can’t leave my home. I gave up work and life. I haven’t dated anyone in 15 years and have to see a psychiatrist and psychologist to stop me seeing relationships as traumatic events. I hanged myself 6 months ago and woke up in hospital 3 days later. My life was a complete and utter mess. I got my kids to grow into lovely young men and feel I have nothing left in life. She is out of jail and living a normal life many states away. She isn’t allowed to see or speak to me or the children. I know I should be thrilled I’m alive but I am depressed that my life and my kids lives were ruined by a woman and if it wasn’t for being set up she would have got away with everything.
Every day Iwonder if today is the day she may kill me. After trying to hang myself I have begun to make changes in my life. Taking care of myself and studying to help other victims. Many women refuse to date me now as they are scared my ex will one day try and kill me and they may be hurt in the crossfire so it still affects every aspect of my life. My life is truly screwed up.