I woke up this morning at midnight going to Bellingham to ask people at the dock to see if anyone willing to type me up a statement that they saw me take my son to work because my wife just doesn’t want to watch over him. I sat there till 1 am and finally came across Don Peterson who saw me with my son a lot of the time at the dock. I asked other dock people but it seem like they don’t want to get involved in the court and family affairs. Quite sad that a lot of people out there aren’t out for justice. But anyways continuing on with my daily life today. It actually helps again that I’m free to type what I want and did today makes me feel happy again. There’s nothing to hide which is a great feeling. I started my routes at roughly 2 am and finished around 4:30 today. Didn’t know why I was so slow today but I guess I had a lot of thinking about how I could have change myself to be a more better person. But then I realize that there’s not much I can chance but accept the fact this is how I am. I’m being the best human being I can. Well since I didn’t have traffic today so I went home after the routes and slept. I had a pretty hard time sleeping on the sofa. Tossing and turning like a bear on fire. I woke up at 7:30 and decided to get up and start my day early. I drove to the hospital and got my medical records and picked up my son also. After that I went over to Geary and dropped off his little laptop that I fixed for him. After that I went down to the herald to get all the evidence I can get of my income and statements. I hanged around till 12 then left to see Chrstine. It’s sad that she’s sick today. I was looking forward to see her today, but then saw her assistance instead. We went over everything that we could and I finished off filling the financial statement as much as I cold. After finishing the statements we schedule a week in advance to meet up and finalize everything.
Boy leaving that office is the most relaxing thing I’ve done all week. Now that I know I got a chance to fight after my kid its such a relaxing feeling. It’s the cause of why I couldn’t sleep this morning. The tossing and turning, the fear that this government always give kid to mother. If there are bad father of course there are bad mothers. So I hope justice is more fairly but nothing is better than the feeling of semi-relief.
After that I head over to James Herman house to head off to BestBuy to buy a brand new computer with him. He decided that its time to uupgrade. Setting up the computer was easy. Though it took 3 hours to completely setup the system and buy the system. The majority of the time he talked about his experience in Vietnam which I swear it gotta take more then 2 hours of my time. He paid me $40 for the job. Before leaving I saw a bag of liquorish that I knew my son would like. I grabbed a few but then realize I gotta restrain myself from seeing my kid. It’s the worst thing I can do right now. Divorce sure does get ugly when it comes to the matter of separation. Anything can happen, so I decided to grab a few to eat and just bite the pain of not seeing my son.
Boy today wasn’t an easy day to get pass by. As the day get past I kept remembering my son more and more as I distance from him. I hope he doesn’t forget me. When I was young I dream of having a perfect family and never thought that I would be one of the divorce couples. What’s hard for me right now is digging up all the info I have. I finally realize that I’m missing a lot of things. I’m missing out what happen to our marriage money. My wife and mine money! I refuse to see it because I didn’t want to care. But after the divorce I realize that I gotta look into it a I never knew where it went. Ahhhh , now I thought I was in a great marriage in the world.
Today I like to discuss about punishment to a child!
Living under this family theres alot of my american adapted culture doesn’t agree. Such as the belief of cutting the back to squeeze out all the bad blood when you’re sick. Example would be my son who’s sick. I took him to the ER when he has a high fever and the doctors gave him appropriate telenol. After taking the Telenol home my wife would give it to him under her dose. Often giving the kid more then what the doctor prescribe. I dont have any saying in how much she can give. I did try to stop but then she would say that the droplet was filed with air so it wasnt enough as prescribed. The following day if he wasn’t getting better then adopt to that blood squezzing technique. This I disapprove so much as blood are blood and it has nothing to do with the fever that he is going through. My father in law, wife, and mother inalw would strap my son down and start squeezing the air out of him. from the 30 feet bedroom to bedroom I could hear the scream of pain but nothing I could do. By the time they were done you can’t hear my son scream anymore. When my wife carries him back to our roomo it seem he has screamed his lung out and to tired to move. When my wife dropped him next to me. I lefted up one of his hands with one of my fingers and let go. It dropped like a rock as if there’s no life left in him. This is what I called an abuse. When we’re sick we go to the doctor not get punish like this under tradition laws.Whether its a belief that will help my son or not, but to a kid its punishment.My son need to get out of this enviroment to grow and know what its like on the other side of caring and love without the corporal punishment to a kid. They dont see it as a punishment but to my son its punishment. After my son was cut 1-2 hours later he would lean close to me. His mom tried to get close to him but he turn away.
Aite that’s it for day guys!