OT sort of -- Update to my personal Hell with exH...
Greetings fellow Stalkers,
As some of the old timers here are familiar with my history I have a crazy exH. Quite literally and certifiably crazy. Guilty of parental kidnapping 10 years ago and absconding to Canada with our two minor children post divorce. Diagnosed schizophrenic with paranoid delusions. Well, looney tunes just doesn't know when to quit. He reared his head again earlier this year. Apparently his time spent as a guest of the Federal Corrections facility didn't deter him.
Upon his conditional mental health release, as he was incompetent to stand trial, 5 plus years ago he was to maintain psychological counseling, medication and gain employment. Also, he was not to own a firearm and such information pending his release was to be sent to the FBI Federal database prohibiting him from obtaining one legally (failed background check). CSE caught up with him and he began to repay the $28K in back support. Somehow this embolden him to think he should have custody. Back to court we go, again.
The GAL that was assigned to my case was a useless sack of dicks. After repeated interviews with looney tunes, myself, and the children he thought it was best they all be "reunited in a therapist's office". I and the children vehemently protested this. A therapist is not armed, no metal detectors. Not a damn thing to stop him from walking in with a gun and killing everyone (a threat that had been emailed repeatedly to me in the past). And I eventually, after consutling my older son's therapist (ASD and PTSD from the kidnapping) devised a plan. I would agree to supervised visits only with a sheriff's deputy present at a transitional center. The judge thankfully agreed with me seeing as she was familiar with his shenanigans and past actions (original judge from the divorce/custody proceedings).
Supervised visits lasted all of seven weeks. Looney tunes, as I predicted, could not hide his true colors for long. He opted to go off his med because he felt "good" then the paranoia set in. The government was after him, I had an affair with an FBI agent, I worked for the government, etc. Allow me to add as a sidebar that if any of these things were true this useless f*ckstick would have been swimming with the fishes long ago. So the harassing emails begin, not only to me but my attorney and the judge. Demanding to see the children at once, he has rights, they may move in with him if they like, and similar vitriol and word vomit. He fires his attorney and decided to represent himself.
At this point, myself and the children can predict the pattern. We install a Ring doorbell camera (the best $200 I ever spent, Stalkers) and I legally purchase a firearm for our protection. The judge revokes his visits. And I obtain an order of protection for myself and the children in early July. On the 4th he shows up unannounced in our cul de sac whilst we are having a block party with our neighbors. I retreat with the kids inside and call the police. Seeing as he resides in a different town he had yet to be served the order of protection so I am told by the police, "their hands are tied". Yeah, thanks fellas. So we spent the evening to the 4th in Crazy town and wait over two hours in the police station insisting someone serve him. They do and looney tunes will not open his bedroom door, lives with his elderly parents, and the police have to slide the papers under the door to him. So you can intimidate a woman and her children but when the police are beating down your door your suddenly the spineless coward I always knew you to be...
Two weeks go by and I have my hearing in front of the judge to make my order of protection permanent. By the way, did you know if you have a restraining order against someone they are not to possess a firearm? More on this later. Looney tunes is all over the place. Actually telling the judge he is a "sovereign citizen" and the laws of this land do not apply to him and he is part of an elaborate conspiracy. He also insisted that I answer a 20 question inquiry regarding things he perceived to have happened 11 years ago. Ya know, my time with the government and my FBI lover. *insert eye roll here* The judge promptly shut him down, asked him if he possessed a firearm (which he refused to answer) and granted my a two year order of protection prohibiting him from coming within 1000 feet of us or our residence.
Two more weeks go by and looney tunes finally puts the final nail in his coffin. Apparently, this bag of nuts managed to obtain a girlfriend. She promptly broke it off with him when he stopped medicating and the layers of mental illness started spilling through, smart girl. He becomes obsessive with this newest target. As he can not get to me, that fixation has to find a new hold. He goes for her. He attempts to break into her apartment and assaults her. She manages to flee to a neighbor's and call the police. The police pull him over and find, get this, $1200 cash, his passport, a stolen gun with a round chambered and three loaded magazines, and the coup de grace, meth amphetamines. Naturally, because the crazy person should be taking meth.
The next several days of my life are spent speaking with the ATF, local law enforcement, the FBI, and other government agencies. Apparently, upon his conditional release someone dropped the ball and the FBI was not informed of his mental health issues. This would have prevented him from obtaining a legal firearm. Something he did manage to do repeatedly. The ATF found a storage locker with over a dozen firearms he had obtained legally. High powered assault rifles as well as hand guns and enough ammo to take over a third world country.
So this has been my reality for the better part of the year. He is currently in Federal custody with no possibility of release anytime soon. My oldest son is now 15, youngest 12. Hopefully, they will age out before he can ever darken our doorstep again. But that doesn't detract from the fact that this lunatic is dangerous. I had warned multiple law enforcement agencies, along with my lawyer, years ago of what he was capable of. He was still released. And he offended again.
What will it take to keep him locked up? A mass shooting? The way that this was handled disgusts me. I was treated as a vindictive BM who wanted to keep her children from a father. My concerns were literally minimalized by the GAL, as were the children's. He was owed a "chance" by society's standards. The f*ck he was! Somehow I have managed to be villainized as both a SM and a BM. We will spend the rest of our lives looking over our shoulder. Thankfully my judge granted me a default ruling and I never have to disclose my location should we move, which we plan very soon, I never have to notify him of passports or obtain a signature and he has no visitation, period. But none of this changes the fact that they system failed us, once again and I can't help feeling jaded by it all. I hope this is the end of this story but I'm less than optimistic.