I'm a Paedophile.

Well for all intents and purposes that's now who I am. My ex-wife had no qualms about flipping the abuse she heaped onto me during our relationship (and more) in her relentless bid to gain full custody of our daughter (700+ allegations of violence, abuse, etc). Does it matter if it's true or not? Not according to the court who told me (verbatim) “The truth is irrelevant, you're guilty because you are a man” (2013). Not according to my family either. and probably not according to you reader, I dare say you read my first sentence with the same disgust as I feel for myself every day.

I'm breaking court orders for just telling my story. I live in constant fear that the community will find out and they'll come after me. Others (also innocent) nearby men were murdered not long ago for the same thing. I can only imagine that sometime in the future someone is going to look back at the family tree and I'll be despised for even living. This is now my life legacy.

But you know what? I can't do anything about that, these are the cards I've been dealt. Paedophile I may now be, but one day my ex-wife will turn on our daughter just like she did to me and on that day (and every day) I will be there for our daughter. Always. I love you M.

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