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part of me keeps praying that I have enough to show that and praying that she will see how much he needs me and i need him. I hope that she knows that after everything she deserves to have her own life too. she just got married and i just want her to be able to enjoy herself and not stress so...

That makes sense completely. And i can do that. I just get worried. that at some point itll be too late and ill be out of time to show them.

I suppose ill never fully understand. I wasnt on any kind of drugs. ever. i never put him in any kind of danger, he was never in any kind of abuse situation. i see these dead beat moms that get their kids back and get to keep their kids all the time only to use them as a welfare check, or i see...

also i have proof of every portion of the bills that i have paid every month. i save everything.

im not living off some guy... i, he, and our housemate all split every bill including rent three ways. i support myself and my son. my fiance yes he helps but he has also been involved in my son's life and treats him as if he is his own son. so what would be wrong with both of us being his...

I understand. Would I need to show proof of everything in court? Or as much proof as possible anyhow? Also, once i could show proof of that would that make my chances of winning custody better? Another question, lets say hypothetically this all works out in my favor. Once i had full custody of...

its like section 8 or welfare. government run housing. im not sure what it actually stands for

i do take on that responsibility. i am constantly prepared, waiting for the one chance that she will actually say yes to one of my offers of having my son with me. But so far all have been rejected. i guess i just wonder if i were to at least take her back to court to see if they would at least...

long story short... I gave my mother temporary guardianship when my son was 8 months old. I did this because I had some rather severe issues with post partum depression. The guardianship was only supposed to last for two years. During that two years my mother and I constantly fought over things...