Posted October 07, 2018 09:16:54 When my dad was killed by a drunk driver in 2012, I was still a little bit scared.
I didn’t have much confidence in myself, and I didn ‘t know if I could be a father.
“I didn’t know if he would be OK,” I said.
“I thought, ‘Oh, it’s going to be OK, but if I go on a rampage I’ll end up with some pretty bad things happening to me’.”
I was scared for my life.
“After spending three years in rehab and spending many sleepless nights, my mum finally took me on the first day of school.
She’d been diagnosed with Asperger’s and bipolar disorder at the time.
My dad was always my best friend and we used to call him “Dad”.
After we moved into a house in Sydney’s outer south, my dad began to struggle.
He lost his job and his relationships, and he started to drink a lot.
We found it hard to accept that he was going through the same shit that I had, especially since he’d just been killed.
The problem was, he’d been drinking and taking drugs for two years.
I think about how I used to love him as much as I did, but when he was around, I didn’ t see that anymore.
As a teenager, my parents divorced.
That’s when my dad started getting worse.
In 2012, he was found hanging from a tree in the middle of the night by his mother.
When I found out that my dad had been shot, I cried with my mum.
After I recovered from my father’s death, my mother began to go through the process of finding a new relationship with him.
Her search took her to the courts and eventually to the Supreme Court.
Then, in January 2019, a Supreme Court judge ruled in my dad’s favour.
While the court did not rule that he should be able to claim financial support, it said that my father could be awarded compensation if he sought to seek custody of my mother.
My mum had also begun to see a psychologist and, at that point, I told my mum that I wasn’t going to pursue the issue with the court.
But that was when things got really tough for me.
There were times when I’d get angry and think I could just get my mum to agree with me, but she wouldn’t.
It was frustrating.
Even though I was an advocate for my mother, she still didn’t trust me.
I’d feel guilty when she told me she didn’t want to be in a relationship with me.
It was just a cycle of bad things that happened to me.
After I moved into my own place and found a place to live, my father started to get a lot more angry and violent.
His behaviour got worse and worse.
He started making me angry.
On one occasion, he punched me in the face.
Eventually, my mom got into a fight with him, and we had to fight.
Our fight was so intense that I was so scared that my mother was going to hurt me, and that my parents would kill me.
My dad was trying to get back into the relationship.
Later that year, he attacked my step-mother and then my mother’s boyfriend.
Mommy was seriously hurt and my dad left my house.
A year later, he killed my stepfather and left my mother behind.
At that point I was in the custody of the court, but my mum was unable to go to court.
She went to a psychologist, and then she went to my dad and he said, ‘I have to go.
I have to get away from my mum.’
That was when he told her, ‘It’s time for you to go.'”
I knew that I could never get my mother back, but I knew that it was my destiny.
I knew I could have a life without her.
So, when I got to the point where I was trying desperately to find a place where I could get custody of her, I decided I would give up the fight and take her to court.
“When my dad went to court, he gave no indication that he believed in the court’s decision.
Despite all the issues, I still didn’t give up on my father.
And so, on March 4, 2021, my stepmother and my father met in a Sydney courtroom.
They were standing in a hallway and were looking at each other.
Before the court even began, they started to cry.
Once they began to cry, I realised that they were both really hurting.
Now that I’m in court, I feel more confident in my case.
During the trial, I had to prove to the court that I have mental health issues, and the court agreed.
One day, I woke up and