Stand with Alice and Her Mom in Court Battle

Alright guys. Here we go.

As some of you may or may not know, I am currently going to court on behalf of me and my child's rights. Keith's mother, Renee, took me to court last Spring for grandparent visitation rights after having an open door policy with Alice, where she was welcome to come over MULTIPLE days a week for visitation and celebrations. Every holiday, every cookout, every week, she was here. She was always over. Which was taken advantage of. Ironically enough, the day before I got served papers she was just over for a visit. I can't make this up ladies and gentlemen. And yes, she was able to take me to court for visitation rights when she already had all of that visitation going on.

But no. That's not enough. She essentially wants parental rights. And since Keith is dead, she can take me to court. Currently, she wants her for multiple days a week unsupervised, weekend stays, holidays- including my daughters birthday, and multi overnight stays in the near distant future. Yes. You read that correct. She wants to be a parental figure.

Here's our story. If you decided to donate after, you'll have my gratitude for a lifetime. But I want you to know where your money's going and why I need support.

To begin, I can't begin to tell you how harassed and violated I feel. Alice was a breast-feeding 1 year old when this started. Renee, Keiths mother, wanted her alone, unsupervised, to take her wherever and whenever she wanted. She threatened to take me court if I said no because 'it's her right'. But I did say no. I said no 3 different times in a 3 week time period. I was being harassed, threatened and bullied.

She is a grandmother. Someone I barely know. Someone who barely knew her son. I tried not to judge, for I am not her. Truthfully, I have never seen her once mourn or cry over her sons death. It's unnerving. She was relieved to have it done and over with according to the one that found his body. And I feel that from her. It's a hard things to swallow. She was about to donate all of his worldly belonging, that fit into a measly three trash bags, just a couple days after his death. I'm so glad I got there and asked for it. Now Alice can have something of her father's when she's older. His coats. His blankets. His drawings and artwork.

During my pregnancy, I was not told about Keiths addictions or over doses. We were sperated during that time. He swore to me he was sober, and I knew damn well he was lieing. So I kept him away. Our child was not to be around or near that, even while in my womb. She was first. I told him that. She was always going to be first. My God. If I only knew half the truth.

He lived with his mother during that time. Where was the intrest in Alice's well being then? I don't know guys. I can't make this shit up. He overdosed over a dozen times during that period. His mother being present for one of those. Keith passed away 6 weeks before our daughter was born because of his and other peoples secrets, pride and over all SHAME. Its not one person's fault. Everyone let him down. Including himself. He didn't see himself as worthy of being saved. To be CLEAR, EVERYONE let him down.

BUT my daughter is not her second chance or her salvation. And this is how it's starting to feel. This is so weird. I cannot explain how I feel. This is TRAUMATIZING. My heart continously mourns for Keith and his past. He told me many things about his childhood, and man. I didn't believe a lot of it, but Renee's actions have hardened those words into truth. He was just a child. And I wish I took him more serious. I would've approached his mom with more caution.

Keiths death was a devastating blow. An event so big, my own time has stood still. A blow like no other before. To my life. To Alice's. I mourn daily. All the journaling, painting, music playing and working out I do is like a bandaid. My heart was punched outta my chest with a sledge hammer. I don't wish this for anyone.

These actions and behaviors from his mother has kept the trauma going strong. I've been trying hard not to let this take my light. To think I would have to defend my right to say no, you cant take her away, is insanity.

At this point we will be going to trial in about a month and I regret to have to ask for help. I don't have a savings. I don't get any money on behalf of Alice's father being deceased. He didn't meet the standards for the federal program. And we were never married. There was no insurance money. Me and my Mom live together, which I'm so grateful for. She supports me and my wish to be a full-time stay-at-home mom. I pour everything into Alice every day I doordash at night while my child is sleeping to help cover our day to day cost. It's so worth it, this time is amazing. Being a Mom is amazing.

Currently, I do not have the funds to even begin to pay for this. I'll let you guys know all about my finances. My tax refund went to paying taxes I owed from dashing and paying back someone who gave me a personal loan for the attorneys initial down payment last year.

I'm super broke and super desperate guys. I'm putting out all of my buisness and asking for some help in return. I'm being as transparent as I can be. This has been happening to me and my family for the past year and I know its a big ask. I'm really, really bad at asking for help in general. I hope i didn't over explain, but I want you to know why I need it. I hope you decide this will be a worthy cause to donate to. Please help me and Alice if you can.

Thank you ♥️