Dear Daughter,

I love you unconditionally, my little angel. As you grow, you’ll blossom into a beautiful girl and later, a wonderful woman. Your intelligence and achievements, like walking and speaking, fill me with pride. However, your mom and I are facing significant challenges. It’s with deep sadness that I must tell you things have worsened considerably. I’ve had to file for divorce because your mother wasn’t working on our marriage. I hoped this action might motivate her to contribute to our relationship, aiming to rebuild our family. But her indifference frustrates me.

A few weeks ago, your grandfather visited, hoping to mend our relationship. He soon realized our issues weren’t as simple as fixing a broken door. Before his visit, your mom and I had an argument, and she rushed to tell him I was abusive, escalating the situation. I asked your grandfather to leave, feeling overwhelmed by frustration towards him and your mom and her accusations. They seem alike, and I’m upset with your mother for falsely accusing me of things to my family. I’ve always been respectful, but I also stand up for what I believe in when I see things that are wrong. Her accusations are frustrating and unnecessary. After he left, I found myself clearing out old clothes from my closet, something I’ve only done once before under similar stress. When your mom saw this, she cried like never before. I comforted her, but my patience had waned, marking a turning point in our relationship.

Since filing for divorce, your mom has changed, exhibiting the abusive behavior she accused me of. She’s moved to your grandparents’ and limited my time with you. Concerned about her unpredictability, I sought advice from the Irvine Police and my attorney, but received little help. Speaking to both women, I felt that my voice and pleads with them went unheard. Her behavior makes me suspect she’s planning something malicious. Despite my extensive childcare training, she undermines my ability to care for you, like when she abruptly stopped me from bathing you. She pulled you out of my arms to tell me that the water was too hot, despite me checking and double checking it with a thermometer. When my brother and his family visited, she scared your cousins with her aggressive behavior, so much that they hid behind your uncle to protect them. I’ve had to let many things slide without questioning her behavior, but my patience is growing very thin for her antics.

Furthermore, your mom seems to know details of my private phone conversations with my attorney, friends, and family. She’s accurate about what I’ve discussed, raising questions about how she’s obtaining this information and breaching my right to privacy.

I’m hoping we can curtail what feels like a runaway train, but I don’t have much confidence in that, and, it seems like it would take a miracle to fix our situation.

I love you so much, my little angel. You are so beautiful.

Love,
Your Dad