Freedom & Transformation - I need your help!

Hello,

I am Adam. You may know me. You may not. But I am here. I have come. And I need your help.

I used to think I had life figured out. In fact, I was pretty arrogant about it. I had everything a person could want. I did everything a person should do. But that all came toppling down. You see, I spent a large portion of the last 10 years trying to help someone get better who didn't want to help themselves. And in the process I neglected who I was, and my needs.

Now, I have a daughter. She has needs, She is a person. I helped make her out of the love in my heart and the desires I had to raise a family with love and compassion. My partner saw thigs differently. My partner wanted the images, but not the struggles; wanted the home, but not the work; wanted the freedom, but not the responsibility. And so I've been alone for four years. I was left alone to figure out all of the things I didn't know how to do while striving to maintain some form of stability for my very young daughter, who just turned five.

But I've figured things out. I've figured out how to tie a little girl's hair in ever cuter ways. I've figured out how to cook, and how to get a little person dressed in the morning. I've figured out what being tired really means. I've figured out the feeling of being terminated from a job on more than one occassion. I've figured how it feels to be judged when I'm struggling to run a 2 year old through an airport to catch a plane. I've figured out what shame feels like, and doubt. I've figured out how much money lawyers can earn off of the unfortunate and ever growing struggles of just one person. I've figured out there is evil in the world...

But I've also figured out what true love is. I've figured out how to love myself again, and know that not everything is a result of my thoughts or actions. I've figured out that a little girl who is just starting life is more important than any feud or twisted scheme or selfish hatred that a person might hold with another person. I've figured out that I have a way forward, but that I need help.

This is where I explain my dire need and the grace you could lend to me by showing some support as I near this final stage of transformation and healing.

You see, my partner has worked very hard to increase my burden whenever possible. I have kept my marital home in order for my daughter to be raised here and have stable childhood memories. I took on second mortgages, refinanced and got upside down, went into extreme debt, yet I did not stray. Not after being laid off due to my work performance suffering and my company being bought. Not after seeking treatment and recovery for severe anxiety and depression. I stayed in the game. I kept that house. That little girl is too important for me to give up.

But I did allow myself to falter. I allowed the instigations and provocations of a person whom I once had given my life to, and I allowed myself to become emotionally responsive and verbalized my hurt and pain after being drawn into a organized set of events that I could not forsesee.

After having, myself, been under a protection order after being physically restrained, I was quickly lured into letting my emotions come spilling out. As I said all the things that I was feeling, typing out a long and rude message, I knew it was not going to be okay. But for protection of my daughter and my animal, fatherly instincts I felt threatened in keeping her safe. A feeling I have felt regularly as she goes off into the hands of strangers and unknown and uncontrolled situatiothat you ns. It's the one thing that I know best, the knowing of my soul and in my heart, is how to protect my family. But I soon became incarcerated on the first day of my new job after having been laid off and spent a week reflecting on my words as I had used them in such a way as to inflict a casualty on my wellbeing.

But I faced my responsibilities for my actions and took up the cross of my sins and did my time. I found a new job, and began the long journey of re-design and transformation. All the whiles working to avoid the arrows and snakes sent by the enemy, I was to prevail.

Until my daughter began displaying more concerning and alerting behavior. In abiding by my rights to discuss the wellbeing of my daughter I voiced concerns to the other party. I begged that my daughter please be kept safe, please not be shown the things that she has seen that will lead her into actions that will result in pain later in life. But again, I found myself before the law that, at first, had found no fault in my words but after several days of confusion and misdirection were soon tired of receiving emails and calls from the other party, who had taken my daughter vacationing unexpectedly before Christmas and was travelling at the time. A good portion of that Christmas trip was spent convincing a law enforcement officer that my trying to protect my daughter was another harrasment and violation to which he finally conceded.

Jump forward about 6 months and I sit here now, typing a very long letter to whomever is reading, knowing in my heart that I am innocent of any such accusations but with the state of Colorado and what feels like the world standing against me. But I approach and I take the scars as I walk. But I am making a request for aid.

I have spent many tens of thousands of dollars on lawyers since this all began. I have fought for my rights, for my daughters rights and wellbeing, and for my stability. But just this month I was faced with more life changing news about my career and a seemingly unrelenting force of the law that seeks to have me labelled and admit to being something that I am not. I am a father. I am a protector. I am a new man. And I am here, with humbleness.

I ask you to please support me as I enter into trail with the city of Broomfield to prove my innocence while I had attempted to protect my daughter from being exposed to harmful images. I ask that you please hear my plight and hear my hope and know that your contribution will ensure that this man you have all known and seen will be able to overcome the insurmountable wall of doubt and fear to rise above the shame and anger and into the upper room of freedom, clarity and peacefulness.

Anything you can do to help me cover the minimum cost of being represented in trial up to $10,000 as a minimum, will be not only greatly appreciated but you will be rewarded with the knowledge of how your heart and compassion has helped to heal another person in a time of great need. I am forever grateful for you having just read my message, and I thank you for being in my life even while I have struggled to face my own. I am here. I have arrived. And I will soon be on top of a new, more serene mountain top.

Thank you.