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Not all of you know this but I was evicted from my own home due to a false Protection From Abuse (PFA-restraining order) order that was filed against my by my soon-to-be ex-husband. Falsly accussed of abusing HIM… Ha!

Now, as a result of a “currently withdrawn” PFA, I am a Work-at-Home Mom without two of the three things that are basically required for having that title…

My Children and My Home!

I would like to now quote a few things from a police report that was filed the day my husband was arrested for domestic violence in January of 2004.

“I was dispatched to the address in question. I was met by the victim, Tiffany. She stated that she just had an argument with her husband regarding possible adultery.”

– This was the statement that the police officer made after being dispatched to my upper-middle class suburban residence in January of 2004. My husband accused my of committing adultery. After denying and explaining my case, my husband did not believe. He then felt it was necessary to use physical force against me and show me “who is the man” in our relationship.

“Tiffany said that a fight ensued and her husband pushed her to the ground. While on the ground, her husband slapped her three times to the left side of her face with an open right hand.”

– This was the first time that my husband used physical force against me but it wasn’t going to be the last…

“Tiffany did have visible redness and swelling to the left side of her face. Tiffany also a small cut below her nose on the left side of her face. I checked the room where the assault occurred. There was furniture and other items thrown all around the room. It was apparent that some type of struggle took place in the bedroom. ”

– Given the visible abusive struggle, there was only a short round of discussion before the police asked me if I would testify in court had they arrested him. I immediately said yes because I have no place for that shit in my life.

“I spoke to the abuser at the house. He stated that he did have an argument with Tiffany and admitted to hitting her in the face. He said that Tiffany hit him first and he was only trying to protect himself. The abuser did have a small cut below his right eye. There were no other visible injuries.”

– Although I said yes to having him arrested on this cold winters day of January 2004, during 4 other occurrences where the police were dispatched to my house in the past 5 years, I would never again say yes again. But Why?

Now let me quote a little something from my journal that was written in June of 2008 (yes, just last year)…

“I HAVE DEPRESSIVE EPISODES REGULARLY & MORE OFTEN IN THE PAST FEW MONTHS. I CAN’T TELL WHEN AN EPISODE WILL OCCUR. DEPRESSIVE EPISODES MAKE ME CRY ALL THE TIME, FEEL HOPELESS, WORTHLESS, & EMPTY INSIDE. I CAN’T EAT, SLEEP, MAKE DECISIONS, CONCENTRATE OR REMEMBER MUCH AT ALL.”

Over the years, the emotional, psychological, and physical abuse that I received by my husband should be considered absolutely intolerable.

The unmistakenly upsetting FACT about all this is

Absolutely NOTHING can be done because I was

–Accused of abuse — Not Convicted — merely Accused–

But none-the-less

Everything I’ve ever known to be a part of my life

Was ripped away from me within 24 Hours!

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