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Letter to Morey
Friday, April 1, 2016
My Very Dearest Morey,
There is so much I want to tell you. I love you and miss you. I want to come home.
For years, Iâ€™ve wanted to come home to you. I want to be in your life and Sophiaâ€™s life. You need a father. You need me. I need you. I am desperate to come home to you. Iâ€™ve done everything I can to make that happen. But forces bigger than me are fighting against us.
Be skeptical. Donâ€™t let anyone else tell you what I feel and think. No one speaks for me but me. I donâ€™t know what your mother tells you about me, but Iâ€™m sure itâ€™s a lie. Sometimes, I am very afraid that I will never see you again. I am missing some of the very best parts of your life, and it kills me. And no one cares.
This letter is based on the letter I sent you in November 2015, which was apparently confiscated by your mother. I still have a copy of the original, and Iâ€™ll gladly give you a copy anytime you want. I cannot post it online because it contains information that should not be made public.
I created this website because I figured you would find it if you Googled your own name. I have no other way to reach you. Iâ€™ve invited you to connect on Skype, but I know your mother restricts your computer access. I gave your mother a phone number for you to call. But you never called. She just sent me nasty text messages on it. You arenâ€™t answering e-mails. The judge ordered your mother to get you and your sister passports, and let you travel overseas to visit me. But she ignored the judge, and no one cares because the Family Courts â€“ just like your motherâ€™s junkie friends â€“ hate men and hate me.
If I were you, I would want an explanation. In fact, I would demand one. Every child has a right to have their father in their life. And every father whoâ€™s fit and loving should be able to have his daughters in his life. But a bunch of people youâ€™ve never met have decided for you â€“ for us â€“ whatâ€™s best. I donâ€™t like it one bit, but thereâ€™s nothing I can do right now. I am beyond upset about this. My patience with the Family Court is at an end. Every man has a breaking point. They found mine.
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