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None of this should have surprised me.

I was granted even more access to my abuser’s criminal history while he lived down here, and apparently he was formally evicted from at least four apartments while living down here. Although he’s made it clear that he’s “not going to return”, and our home state has made it just as clear that they do not want him to return, the fact that four separate landlords had to take him to court to evict him from their premises for non-payment of rent is… something, alright. (I’d also like to take the time to point out that his now-former stepfather did want to help him out, and did want to get him help that he desperately needed, but that he was repeatedly burned in the process and so made the decision that nearly anyone else would have: to cut him out of his life, especially when this burning began to cost him sums of money that were not affordable.)

Anyway, getting back to what I intended on writing about here in the first place…

The most amusing one had to have been the eviction that resulted because of him no longer paying rent (which his new girlfriend did not know), which also came about as a result of him having to do time in the county jail waiting to come back up on the docket to be placed on probation for assaulting me because he bail jumped the first attempt to place him on probation. As a result of that, he lost his job. His girlfriend, whose bus ticket he paid for after having met her on a phone sex line in the months following my son and I moving out of his residence, did not have a job and had no way to continue to pay the rent on the place that they briefly shared… or even arrange for their possessions to be put into storage, because when he was arrested, he had no money. She tried to beg their landlord to let her continue to stay there in spite of the fact that she could not arrange to have their items moved or continue to pay rent on the place, and she was told that if she continued to loiter on the premises after they had been formally evicted that criminal trespass charges would be filed against her. True to word, once the eviction was completed — at which point he was still incarcerated, waiting to come back in front of the judge to actually be placed on probation like he should have been several months ago — all of their possessions were placed at the curb because she could not arrange for them to be moved elsewhere, and they lost everything that they had of value that could not be carried around with them in things like backpacks. So when he was finally released from county jail, he learned that they were homeless, and that all of their possessions that had been worth anything had been picked up by the trash agency. He spent nearly the rest of the year homeless because of these evictions (and then, at the time, it being on his record that he was on probation for assault… which eventually turned into a conviction on the offense when he got probation revoked), and she had a friend buy her a bus ticket that she used to leave him for at least the next several months, finding shared homelessness with him inconvenient.

Okay, I’m laughing, this surprisingly gets worse.

When my abuser was fleeing the country over child support, he and his then-girlfriend (a woman that he had met over the Internet) put in an application for an “emergency” visa to her country, alleging that he was either homeless and jobless or about to become homeless and jobless. They did not divulge to her country’s immigration system that the reason he was homeless was because he was fleeing from the first home that he was able to pay the rent on and independently live in for years because he had made himself jobless quitting work in rage once he found out that child support had garnished his wages because he had gone years refusing to DNA test as requested. At any rate, her country did not look into the matters surrounding this for… whatever reason, and they approved this “emergency” request, getting him a visa in a matter of weeks that allowed him to have fled the country three weeks after he quit his job and fled what would become his last residence in my state. When her country began to investigate him, they found out about this and the fact that them granting the visa without looking more carefully into matters surrounding it meant that he was successfully able to flee the country to evade child support, not knowing that the order had been worked entirely in error, put right back into non-enforcement and that I had sent all garnished monies back to the state disbursement unit refusing to accept them. But, in spite of both of their best efforts, her country did find out about this… and everything else that I’ve mentioned in here, prompting them to expedite removing him to six months when some people in her country spend years fighting a deportation or removal out in court. He had absolutely no defense against any of this, having lied on more than one visa application to get over there — alleging that there was an emergency without her country knowing that he had deliberately caused it, claiming to have no criminal history, and claiming to have no dependents that he had the legal obligation of supporting. Their “goal”, I guess, was for her to let him spend the rest of his natural life hiding out in her home, because he had absolutely no path to citizenship even if he had actually married her.

This makes me laugh harder, because they got him. They got him good. They had his number from the start.

He was also sent… somewhere to wait to be removed, a place that only high-risk offenders are sent (ones that they don’t think are going to cooperate with deportation and removal, let alone come to any of the hearings or proceedings). We know this because he took a selfie on the boat as he was being transported to this place — I’m not saying it in this post, but some of you might already know which country it is — which she scrubbed from her social media when she got rid of everything else that had to do with him because it incriminated her. And, of course, he was issued a lifetime ban from returning to her country for any reason.

I am laughing hysterically at the irony in all of this.

I’m laughing, because I found out that while my abuser lived in my state he owed so much in court costs and fines that he had been blowing off that a separate warrant was put out for his arrest for these things while there was also a warrant for the original assault offense. (Our state gave up on going after these things for him a year after he had fled the country, not knowing that he had fled the country at that time, because all that could be done short of arresting him and making him serve time had been done — they just couldn’t find him to arrest him, or to make him serve that time, after his probation for assaulting me was revoked because he knew that he couldn’t bail out if he got picked up on that.) And I’m laughing even harder because I found out that for reasons that didn’t even have to do with child support because it wasn’t even being pursued, he got his license suspended, which he never bothered to fix… he just continually drove around on it, getting ticketed, not showing up to court for any of these — this escalated them to bench warrants — and bailing out, rinsing and repeating the entire cycle, which eventually culminated in his license becoming deactivated. Now my guess is that he chose not to renew it because he didn’t want to have to deal with the fact that it had been suspended, and he didn’t want to have to prove residency to the DMV because he doesn’t want anyone to know where he lives. The good thing about this is that he can’t get a license in any other state until he deals with this suspension, and we all know that he’s never coming “back down here” because he doesn’t want to have to deal with the repercussions of his actions. He also doesn’t want anyone, anywhere, knowing where he lives, which is why he’s been using a passport that he’s had as identification (an expired passport is a legally acceptable form of identification in all states here in the United States, heh).

In 2014, our home state also made the decision not to aggressively pursue him for the warrants that he did have out for his arrest, because at this point he had begun to make actionable threats of harm directed toward other people. So when our county did round-ups, although the warrants were and continue to be valid, they were never included on the list. All of this has been keeping him out of the state, because he couldn’t keep himself out of the country for as long as he would have liked. So now he’s got a deactivated license that he refuses to rectify, a domestic violence conviction on his record, and he’s just added a shoplifting conviction to his record. (He’s also working on a revenge porn charge.) I’m going to love pulling his criminal record sometime in 2023, which is something that I would like to do, to have on hand in case he ever violates the restraining order and no-access court order contacting me or my child to bother us. Just in case…

The equivalent of a subtweet, but in blog form.

If you can’t be considerate enough to be direct enough with me to tell me how much you want me to correspond with you, and how you want me to correspond with you, you can’t — or at least, you shouldn’t, but if you’re reading this you should be able to tell how that went — blame me, as an autistic person, for not knowing how much you want me to correspond with you, or in what way. But I’m not going to play into any attempts you may make to manufacture drama. If you’ve decided that you no longer want to be friends with me, it is what it is. I’m not going to fight with you, or “hard chat” you, or… whatever it is that people who used to use America Online, who have since migrated over to Discord, are now doing. As I’ve said more than once, I am too old for drama. I don’t have time for drama. I can spare the occasional thought in regards to it, and maybe a blog post whenever something happens, but aside from that I’m not going to carve out time in my life or my schedule for this sort of thing beyond those parameters. I will not give myself to drama any further.

Times like these make me regret the fact that my mother let the computer babysit me as I grew up. I learned a lot of functional skills from it, but still. Things like this almost make the whole thing in general not worth it.

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