Bat shit Crazy

Words can‘t describe the feelings that I have right now just hearing the words Co-parenting now. I thought this word was practicing to work together as two diffrent families to build up the kids as ONE effective Unit that would benefit the child's health; mental and physical, social life, providing help, unity, love, compassion, and healing through a diffcult time. But no. I get the rude, cruel, dishonest, nasty part of the stick, where its pain and growing disasters after another. This is my story of literal love, confusion, heart ache, and down right what the flying fuck is going on here. I will be talking about active family, and criminal cases, twist and turns of everything that I call my life. (Sigh) I dont even know where to begin so lets just make this easier.

My Name is Januarie and I am a retired Navy veteran. (hold the applause and thank you for your support) I met this really cool dude and I fell in strong like with him. Over the course of our services together, our friendship went to LOVE. So gay I know, but then I found out something really cool and interesting about him. He was trans . So yes I can say (so gay). This was intriging, I mean I wanted to get into his mind and ask so many questions, and I did.

How did you know that you are trans? What are the signs? Did you aways felt like this? How did the family take it? Are they supportive? How is the change? What are you thinking about right now? What is gender dysphoria? How does this effect your work in the military? Your personal life? Do you have fears? Is everything ok with you? I mean everything that you can possibility think of i asked all those questions. I stared in amazemeant as he told me his thoughts, dreams, aspirations and all my 99 questions.

But when he was done answering, I wanted to know more. He told me he has a daughter and I was like awesome I have a son. He looked at me with those eyes were single parents look at someone when they are talking to someone and be like hmmmmmmmmm do I really want you around my child. But sooner or later I put in the first step and introduced him to my son and later I was on a video call with his daughter.

It wasn’t long until he was over my house one day frantic over a phone call he just received from his mother in law stating that she didn’t want Jillian at her house anymore because she is not living her life as a grandmother and taking the role and responsibilities as a parent is taking a toll on her. She wants to have freedom but then cries about saying the things that she was saying about her own granddaughter. Mind you this handsome stud is in the military with me in the state of California and he had to leave his daughter in Florida for the first time due to the transition and wanted to make sure he got a house set up. He provided everything and anything for his daughter, literally eating baby food to make sure that she was supported to the max while being away from him. After the set up which is what this phone call was, his mother in law threaten him if he comes and picks up his own daughter she will call the police. She wanted to give her daughter a chance to be a mother which she skipped out on in the early years of Jillians life. SMH, this recording breaks my heart everytime I hear it. He was so lost in what to do, I told him all you have to do is bring the police there to the house and show them birth certificate and the Military POA power of attorney that is now cancelled and get your daughter.

But his fears of being trans, not knowing all his rights, and being scared of his next step in the military was taking a toll on him. What was he to do?

This is how the fight for Jillian began and how you will know the story of “Justice for Jax-n-Jill”. There is a Go fund me account that explains some in you want to support and donate but the story will continue.