I’m sorry that you’re struggling with this at the moment. It is a constant struggle I find, oscillating between hope and despair, the children always being ever present in the mind but out of reach and always the sense of burning injustice. That sense of injustice I think encapsulates a lot about PAS for me, we’re are brought up with a belief that wrongs will be righted and those who perpetrate crimes will be punished. PAS is awful in that it isn’t recognised in law and people like you and I who act with dignity and respect for others who then can see in plain sight what is going on are left helpless and hopeless and waiting for that restorative justice, unable to be like those that are treating our children and us with that singular lack of dignity and respect. However I couldn’t contemplate being like the alienating parent as it would leave me less than who I am. Even from the start of my marriage breakdown, during that period when I could see the inevitable split but wouldn’t probably fully acknowledge it I swore I would maintain my dignity and self respect and not be dragged into a war of words and not to involve my children. Shame it wasn’t the same on both sides and my way of living then became a kind of catch 22, whereby paradoxically my good intent to protect and nurture my children only saw them drift further and further away until they were lost to me. Every good intention is twisted by the alienating parent and turned against you so it is a lose-lose outcome for the alienated parent. I cannot and do not regret the way I dealt with the situation as to act otherwise would, I think have only made me bitter and resentful and all those other negative connotations that can so easily develop when relationships breakdown. I do of course regret the fact that I don’t see my children but despite this I still choose to turn away from the negative and seek out the positive, to cultivate loving kindness, compassion, empathy and all those other wonderful human qualities associated with the light and not the dark. Sure there are moments of intense sadness but I feel I have grown from the experience and am not now crippled by it as I first was. I hope for the same for you and who knows when you or I get that knock on the door the child we love will see the positive and turn away from the lie that has been told to them.
Good article on Parental Alienation Syndrome giving hope to some through CAFCASS.
interesting PAS article #PAS
Sitting just looking out of my kitchen window, busy feathered choristers playing on my ear. Pippy my youngest daughter is also chirping in my other ear. My thoughts turn to my oldest daughter Morgan and on how she used to similarly engage me joyfully. Alas no more, as those moments have been taken from me, snatched by a malevolence that dwells in our society, unacknowledged, unspoken, stealthily wreaking heartache as it goes on with impunity working in the shadows. First my heart was broken by her mother then my heart was broken by her mother as poison was dropped into her heart, turning it cold to me.
I was brought up in the belief of restorative justice, be good I was told and good will come to you and those that perpetrate their wrongdoing will be brought to account for their crimes. Well this too is a crime, an abuse of the young vulnerable mind of a child turned against a parents love so where is the justice, where is my karma?