A letter to MY daughter’s mother:

You got out of rehab in July 2019 still all eager to get “your daughter” back and save her from her father and I, crying to the judge that it had been a year since you had seen her. You forgot to mention why it had been a year, but instead played the victim role which you have really perfected over the years. However, you didn’t realize you messed with the wrong momma and papa bear this time. You and your family really tried to break her father and myself down; sending hate messages to me more than once, making posts on social media with lies about the entire situation, and really trying to sell your side of the story to anyone who would listen. I still have those hate messages saved; the ones calling me the c word, the ones with threats if you and your family ever saw me in public, and the ones saying you will never stop fighting for “your daughter” (yet here we are). While you were putting on a front for the judge, your family, and any other person involved in this court battle, your selfish ways were unable to be tamed and you went on to marry a felon you met in rehab a month after getting out. Seeing that your choice in men hadn’t improved since being in rehab it didn’t help your case at all. As time went on you became less and less responsive and less and less involved in the court proceedings until finally, all together, you just disappeared. Again. You begged the judge to let you have contact with “your daughter” and you got it; you could write a letter a week. And you did, for 3 weeks. In your first letter you even promised to write “your daughter” every week and how you missed her so much. Then you stopped, without a reason. This time though we were prepared; we had been down this road before where you popped in to play mom of the year just to leave as quickly as you entered. “Your daughter” was actually relieved you stopped writing; she even told her therapist that she wasn’t surprised you stopped because “that’s all she does is break promises”. But then a few short months later after you refused to write letters we thought we were getting somewhere as you agreed to reunification therapy. Yet that never happened either. All you had to do was take a drug test and schedule the therapy, but you didn’t. Her father texted you asking you why you hadn’t and offered to help pay; you replied with some low blow along with a million excuses saying next month you’d get to it. But then the next month came and went, and then the next month. Until finally that agreement went out the window and we just decided to get this court battle over with and set the date for final trial. Pretrial was set, your deposition was set, and final trial was set, yet you turned into a ghost. Emails bouncing back, phone calls not answered or returned, and text messages left unread. You vanished into thin air; well kind of, you were more active than ever on Facebook posting all about getting your nails done, your lovely life with your husband, and etc., yet not one post about “your daughter”.It’s been since November 2020 that we have heard from you; kinda odd considering you “would move mountains” to see your daughter again, huh?