Iam64
I'm in the UK. That's why I told him he was wrong. I spoke to 2 very lovely people on the phone before I went in, they were so kind and sympathetic. They told me I had a harassment case and to take the evidence in. He was AWFUL. Obviously no training at all on domestic abuse. Didn't even know the related laws. Maybe he had a personal story of his own.
When it came down to it I was able to find ways to protect myself physically where possible and emotionally where not.
So many victims out there are not able to protect themselves and the thought that people like him are out there not particularly caring or fulfilling their job roles is soul destroying when there are so many people in much more dangerous/precarious situations.
If we had grandparents rights here and my children had all been too young to make their own decisions when I estranged (apart from my little late baby who doesn't know them at all) people like that police officer could have put my children in the hands of an abuser.
Because estranged children are not believed far more often than they are. Every single time it comes up to anyone new, will they judge me? Do they believe me? Do they want to believe me? Would they rather look for justification why I might be the bad one because if you push me hard enough, I will defend myself and give them something to use. Mothers are all wonderful in the eyes of general society, to think otherwise is too hard. Maybe one or two bad mums, you know, the ones who actually end their children's lives, that's it. Can't allow for more.
I have people in the surrounding area that spy on me for my mum. I can't even describe to you what that feels like. Not being able to exist without wondering if you are being watched. Getting letters from a woman who should not know the information she knows. Having certain people start conversations knowing that you can't just chat or relax because they're friends with your mum.
It's always my word against hers. Always has been. I have evidence of harassment, not evidence of abuse. How does anyone ever prove they have been torn apart emotionally by the person they loved the most? The person who should love them the most? Especially when that person presents a fake exterior to the world so perfect, they love her.... Because my mum doesn't have "friends" anymore, she has many many aqauntances that she works to impress. She learned a long time that people she let too close, eventually saw the real her and walked away.
Sometimes it's my word against hers to people who never met her.
I can go to a group for just EAC and have a thousand comments repeating a similar story back to me or a much worse story following the same patterns. Every one of them questioning themselves and afraid they might be crazy because someone/anyone just didn't believe them. Because the only people who accept their stories with no judgement seem to be other abuse victims and the other end of the scale, people who had real unconditional love growing up who are genuinely horrified by the contrast.
The other thing the police office said?
“you should find a way to get on with your mum"
Its incredible to me lately how often I have heard a variation of
"you are bad for refusing to talk to people who harm your well being"
The world is a strange place sometimes but I have hope it will get better.