That and FALSE ARREST.
I was arrested after my ex accused me of hitting her- THANK GOD I was able to prove I was not even home at the time (I was actually in my attorney’s office, on the phone with the judge setting up a court date- there was no question in his mind I was inocent)
But that was a pre-trial judge- when we went before the real judge she CONTINUED to use the fact that I was arrested but she “dropped the charges to be nice”
I was forced to file charges against her so I could get my day in court to prove my innocence- but the prosecutre at first refused to prosecute because “You’re just doing this to get back at her”
I demanded that he prosecute and had the foresight to contact an attorney and told him I would be in court filing a ‘writ of mandamus’ the minute I walked out his door if he didn’t.
End result? They postponed the trial for one month, and the NEXT WEEK when I was not even present they offerred her a 6 month ACD (adjournment contemplating dismissal) if she didnt do it again for 6 months.
I was FURIOUS. I lost my job and was forced out of my $300,000 home that had to be sold at foreclosure... She cost me $100,000 as certainly as if she had taken it from my bank account- and NOTHING happened to her.
After she was killed in a car accident (I swear I was home with the kids!) I found websites on her computer DEDICATED to framing men during a divorce. One title page was “So, now he’s in jail- what next?”
And then women wonder why men are afraid to marry now?
Just find a woman you hate and buy her a house- you will be better off.
I got hosed by a my crappy attorney, lost the kids and ended up paying 75K over three years. During that time I made it a point to spend every minute possible with my kids which meant driving to their mother’s house every day to take them to school and then bring them back in the afternoon, attend every school event possible and basically kissed her arse being available to take care of them when she or her parents couldn’t.
Once she started dating again she asked me to keep the kids more often until it grew to the point they were with me at least half the time.
I let this go on for close to a year and watched as she pulled one stupid stunt after another with the kids, documenting them all. When she took a job 100 miles away and was leaving the house every morning at 6:00am and not getting home until after 7:00 I filed for a revised visitation and child support based on what it had become.
My older son was 12 at that time and was begging me to let him talk to the judge and his mother knew it. She didn’t fight and I ended up with just having to pay the equivalent of half their health insurance but more important, both kids (grown men now) are thankful that I provided a refuge for them from the abuses of their mother’s side of the family.