Gonna keep this short.
2 years ago my daughter was self harming.her work colleagues noticed the black eyes where she was hitting herself,punching herself in face.
She enjoyed the attention,and started telling them that it was me,her father who was hitting her.they called the police who spoke to my daughter,she then accused me of raping her to the the police,in a number of occasions.teo months later 8 coppers arrested me - on bail for 3 months.
3 months later it was dropped as it was obvious my daughter had lied and there was plenty of evidence to corroborate this.
I tried to sue police,but apparently they can do this on one persons word with no evidence what so ever that I did it
This is the rub - I can't go on feeling like this,I really can't.thiscwas my flesh and blood.
I gave 6 kids .
It has broke me.
I hate police
I hate everyone
I wear this day in day out like a lead jacket.
It has defined me.
It has overtook me.
It is true torment every second
I feel guilty of doing it when I didn't
I feel dirty like it's been done to me
Tried counselling for ptsd not worked
It isn't a memory it walks along side of me everyday
Flashbacks of the cell I was in that day
No one listening and believe me
Totally trapped
And it's getting darker and darker and more suffocating each day
What and how the f¥€k am I gonna get this gone
Utterly utterly finished me
2 years ago my daughter was self harming.her work colleagues noticed the black eyes where she was hitting herself,punching herself in face.
She enjoyed the attention,and started telling them that it was me,her father who was hitting her.they called the police who spoke to my daughter,she then accused me of raping her to the the police,in a number of occasions.teo months later 8 coppers arrested me - on bail for 3 months.
3 months later it was dropped as it was obvious my daughter had lied and there was plenty of evidence to corroborate this.
I tried to sue police,but apparently they can do this on one persons word with no evidence what so ever that I did it
This is the rub - I can't go on feeling like this,I really can't.thiscwas my flesh and blood.
I gave 6 kids .
It has broke me.
I hate police
I hate everyone
I wear this day in day out like a lead jacket.
It has defined me.
It has overtook me.
It is true torment every second
I feel guilty of doing it when I didn't
I feel dirty like it's been done to me
Tried counselling for ptsd not worked
It isn't a memory it walks along side of me everyday
Flashbacks of the cell I was in that day
No one listening and believe me
Totally trapped
And it's getting darker and darker and more suffocating each day
What and how the f¥€k am I gonna get this gone
Utterly utterly finished me
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