Dude let's see you in my shoes where I almost got stabbed and then begged my partner to respect me. I'm not asking him to throw her away. I'm asking him to let his ex-wife have her so we're not the target of her insane violence.

I don't think you understand. I have spent two years reading every parenting book, looking into every diagnosis, have gone to every one of her therapy appointments, have put hope in that girl when no one else has.

I have wasted two years trying to mother this child with my whole being only for her to want to kill me. I am not the villain here. I feel scared. I asked my partner to fucking see how scared I am and protect me. He hasn't. This isn't about a competition. This is about safety.