His side of divorce

Well let me start with this is based off my actual divorce and life. Though it’s completely my side and what I have been through. It’s true that you are a divorcing a different person then who you know . The sad part is I don’t think either of us even noticed how much we changed after it all started.

Cassie and I got married in June of 2009, it was a small wedding where we had the family fly out to Vegas and had the ceremony and honeymoon all at once. At this point we already had our son Cannon and happy as any newlyweds. She worked as a teller at a local bank and I was attending school to become a diesel mechanic. Our plan was on its way though we stayed with my parents it was working towards the bigger picture. Shortly after graduating I had a job ready and our second child on the way things where looking up. Moved in to a house in a small town near my parents, I was starting work in the oil field, and she got a manager position at her bank. After Lynn was born we decided to rent a bigger house and I found work closer at a refuge company about 45 mins away.

It all actually started when in May I went to get a truck and we didn’t have what was supposed to be in there.then on the night we had plans to go celebrate my birthday she decided to go out with the girls and not come in till close to 6 a.m. just to find out later she actually had been renting hotels when she went out. Around August 2017 the arguments had gotten worst, mainly about money and her double standards, going out when I wasn’t allowed, spending on what she wanted but not able to get parts for my truck. The normal head butting. Except this time she was going to leave. Which got the family involved and she left the kids with my sister and I so she could think things through.

While she was gone my sister kept the kids and I saw them as much as possible. We started a group message so that everyone should know what’s happening and we wouldn’t have to see each other. During her thinking period she wouldn’t answer any calls or text from me and I had no clue where she was or not, though she said she was at her sisters he vehicle was never there. Very little communication was happening no matter what I tried. One day I had enough cause I had gotten payed and my entire direct deposit was gone leaving me with nothing. I called her at work about 3 times which she talked about 20 sec once and had them lie and say she was in a meeting the other times. Finally when she called back that day she demanded her truck which was my vehicle but she only had her name on the title cause my credit was trash at the time of purchase and said she would fix it and never got around to it, And a divorce. So me being pissed I drove to the court house and found what was needed to start the process, going to the bank with the information I just collected she was locking the door . So standing about three feet away I tossed the keys and papers at her and told her it was what they gave me ! Then I walked down the road to a Taco Bell and called my cousin who picked me up and took me to the house. As I worked on my diesel truck. She pulled up and went to get stuff out of the house after some arguing again she left. I was livid and couldn’t even finish what I was doing. Her not knowing I was home cause my cousin took my truck home cause his had messed up, she arrived mid-day and not knowing I was there I scared her when I walked in though the garage . At this point I started to have a melt down cause of stress from my job, the arguing and the unknown. I was crying on the floor and asked her to just stay please we didn’t have to talk or anything I just needed someone there. At which point she just said she had to go and walked out the door leaving me alone.The next day I was informed I wasn’t allowed to call or visit the bank cause I had called an harassing number of times. Which after security pulled the call logs I had called 7-10 times through the month. next day I was informed I wasn’t allowed to call or visit the bank cause I had called an harassing number of times. Which after security pulled the call logs I had called 7-10 times through the month. Then I received a call from my mother that the kids had been taken out of school by her. Which I was irate. She had ran off to San Antonio to her dads supposedly and they stayed the night and she then came back a little after lunch Saturday. We didn’t argue cause the kids but had a talk with my some about us splitting up. Then Mamo day we started like we normally would her taking the kids to school.

Not having money I headed towards the credit union we banked at. I was going to pull out a few hundred to slide by through the week from my son’s college savings account. After waiting in line I handed the withdraw slip to the tell and to mind blowing shock there wasn’t enough in the account to pull out $300.00. I spoke with the bank manager cause there should of been thousands in his and a couple more in my daughter’s. He explained that both the accounts sat at $265.00. At this point past red in my face I closed both the accounts and got the account print outs. Driving across town I was pissed, not even knowing if she actually was at her sisters. I pulled in and saw her vehicle. After knocking on the door to my surprise her father , who he’d lived in San Antonio answered. After telling Cassie we needed to talk now outside, he followed and I told him I don’t care if he listens but it might embarrass his daughter. At which point the he strode by the building as we walked to the truck to get the papers. Surprisingly she had no idea what happened to the money, or she thought maybe we used it. But no direct answer of any kind. Driving home I stopped to buy a printer , as fast as I could I printed the divorce forms and filled them out. She refused to come over to sign so I met her At a police station to give Her the papers. She said she wanted me to move out. Which I agreed and that Friday I had the kids at the house which she showed up. The basic arguments arose as usual, I started packing my stuff moving my things to the enclosed garage. Only reason I was stacking my items in the room was cause I had purchased an enclosed trailer for side jobs I was going to take on and was being built and hadn’t been delivered yet. I slept with my son that night in his room. The following morning which was the 19th Of November 2017 which is also my older brothers birthday, I resumed packing and moving stuff to the garage area. I stopped to cook lunch for everyone, when my daughter requested macoroni and cheese. Going into the masterbed room I told her I was going to go grab some from the dollar store. She said she would go. Taking $20 bill out of my wallet I tossed it towards her on the bed and went to bathroom. As I walked out of the bathroom she jumped out of the bed hittingand pushing me backing me against the nightstand as she grabbed my face with her thumbs pushing towards my eyes. Out of all the times she had hit me , thrown objects at me , and even hittin me with her car , this was the first time she cornered me and grabbed me as violently as this. Trying to get away and out of her grip she fell on the floor. I asked if she was ok she wouldn’t accept my offer to help her up and didn’t want me to call the entire or police. At this point I called Krista my younger sobiling. She drove right over from my parents. As we argued with her there she recorded the conversation of us where she even says on the recording that it was an accident and she did attack me. But she only wanted to leave . Not once asking if she could take the kids with her, she walked out the door when I went to catch her at her vehicle. As she backed out I asked if she was calling the cops so I could have a heads up or call them myself to make a report. He reply was “no mark I love you and wouldn’t do that!” As she drove off I remember thinking doubt she told me the truth. Once again we gathered my children and off they went with sister.

I stayed at the house the entire day. Even though my brothers birth dinner wasn that evening. Around 6pm the local police knocked on my door and asked what all happen. I told him what happen and asked if I wanted to make a statement, which I thought he was taking it, I said that’s all I got. That wed a warrant was issued for assault family violence. My brother made arrangements for me to run myself in after work that evening.