My ex-husband was an abusive man and a control freak. When I left him I had to hide my children and myself in a domestic violence shelter. The shelter was scary for us all in its own because it did not just house women like myself but many different kinds of women. I felt like at times I walked out of one horrific situation and into another. I quickly realized that I could not stay there for long and as soon as I received my order of protection started doing the legwork to placing my children and myself in an apartment. With the help of some of the workers from the shelter, I found a little two bedroom and they gave me furniture and etc. for us to start our new lives. (I had to leave behind everything except what was necessary when I left) Within the matter of a month and a half, they were able to see what a dangerous man he was (even more than I thought). However, when I gained the order of protection he also gained a right to see his children under supervised visitation. He asked the court if his mother could supervise the visitation and against my fears the court allowed it. That was when he would sit acrossed from the pickup location on his vehicle staring at myself and the person from the shelter that came with me. They soon went to the police asking what they can do in this situation with him. Police said it was an intimidation tactic and that he wasn't within a certain distance to us so we should just find different routes of leaving the area and coming to it to pick up and drop off, we should change cars often, we should contact them immediately if he puts them or me ill at ease, etc. The domestic violence advocates decided that they would have an armed officer take me to court and bring me back. Even the officers did an exchange of me at different locations in different vehicles. When I finally got into my apartment the advocates talked to the police in my area and let them know that the situation was bad and what he has done so far. They placed my building on their route. This was the beginning of the torment that I have endured for years after I left him. I have moved a couple times and he comes to the area and tries to intimidate neighbors and myself. He has gone to the schools and tried to con them with a 'woe is me' story and then bullied them when they didn't do what he wanted. I have even had a neighbor chase him off with a weapon when they saw him lurking around the house and trying to open doors and windows.
Now he has given the girl's cell phones one moment playing the good daddy and then the next telling them now he can track them no matter where they are at. My daughter just called from this new phone so excited to tell me. I told her no. It isn't coming here. I even reiterated it via text that I am sorry but mommy can't allow the phones to come home. She just sat there crying on the phone telling me I am unfair. I can't help but feel angry that now I have to be a bad guy to my children to continue to protect them and myself. I am frustrated to say the least because the craziness has never stopped.