Dad

Never called my dad Dad, it just wasn’t a thing. In fact the thought never really came to my mind, had nothing to do with how he treated us. It was simply through his name being Fred to everyone so we called him Fred, anything else would have been weird.

Dad has never come out of my mouth towards another person, not even referring to myself as it when having a blast with Isaac. Just had a blast, didn’t need or even care for him giving me anything.

Amanda on the other hand, this disgusting rapist, was always Mum this and Mum that and Mum Mum Mum Mum Mum Mum Mum Mum Mum Mum Mum, you get the point. All she wanted, the only reason she had him, was for her own selfish disgustingness, fuck this family, Amanda and folks and friends are the epitomy of lowlife scum on this earth.

Funniest of funny, one of the most beautiful experiences of my life, Isaacs first words, Dad Dad Dad Dad Dad. Amanda was there to hear it and of course everything that followed from her patheticness was to ignore and deny it, no no no no just baby babbling, followed by all the shit I already had to put up with; serious gaslighting, emotional blackmail, coercive control.

Isaac, I never wanted him, when he was born there was no awe, nothing of the bullshit you all tell yourselves, it was simply this poor fucking kid. A victim of rape before even being born, a victim of the most heinous of heinous, an absolutely selfiush cunt raping a man to fall pregnant so that people will give her attention. She didn’t want him either, she was simply after the attention.

Amanda was a horrible mother, her mother was a horrible mother, her father a horrible father, all their friends horrible fathers and mothers too. If only abortion was a thing and mandated to stop ineligible parents generations ago we would be a lot better off, there would be no Albaneze, Hanson, Abbott, Priests and religious leaders, Oosterweghels. What a better world we would live in.

Isaac was more innocent than I was, he hadn’t even been developed, not possible for him to be any version of a sinner. I was innocent, with the exception of ignoring the shit this bogan pus-filled criminal, yes rapist, did leading up to this point. I also wasn’t innocent, not in all ways, I had already fucked my world up a whole lot in other ways, Isaac nope, not even this.,

Lying on the bed with her legs in the air, multiple times, when questioned, am just trying not to make a mess.

‘Amanda are you still on the pill?’, yes, of course I am, am really good with it.

Then all of a sudden she is pregnant, massive smile, happy as Larry, even forced me to go to a party to celebrate when all I wanted to do was scream, abort. When she finally ‘admitted’ to going off the pill, which was slipping up at a cafe with friends, her excuse to justify was that she forgot …………. All the times I asked her she forget, but somehow remembered in conversations with others ……………..

I didn’t ask her to abort for a while, then I did, my Christian belief system made sure this was a stupidly painful process to even allow myself to think. But, by then it was too late.

Tried hard, so hard, was there until Isaac turned one, him and I, mates oh mates, this was what Dadding was, is, should be. Fuck I was a great Dad. Actually a great Dad, not like all you fucking pathetic cunts who call yourselves great dads while you abuse, ignore, control and force your children to be fucking stormtroopers to your Phasma. God, you are terrible.

God, you are weak Dads, like Paul, my nieces Dad, you pathetic weak coward piece of fucking selfish shit. Your mother clearly did nothing but wrap you in cotton wool, sucked your cock continuously, told you how great you are, all the while you were weaker than duck down. Wake up moron, leave that disgusting cunt who is continusouly abusing your girls.

Shorty, you know why she chose you right? Because she knew you were weak, that she could control you, no matter what she did you would be too much of a spineless pussy to do anything about it. Cannot even be alone for a moment, hey mate? Yeah, moron, I remember how quickly you moved on from Rachel so you didn’t have to deal with your own coward self for the slightest of moments.

But mate, you’re also a beautiful man, one of the best, just one of the weakest.

I wanted Isaac when it came time to continue my life or not, the life we would have had, the freedom to be himself he would have experienced, I know beyond doubt he would have turned out fantastic. Fortuntely we had a year together, there is definitely a lot of me imparted onto him.

I had no rights, men we know this story yeah? Amanda took out violence orders, lied her arse off, I had physical proof and all, police empathised, it is what women do, we have to issue the order, lies or no. The policeman was great, told me straight up not to bother fighting for custody, it won’t happen, men have no rights even when the mother is a rapist. It was heartbreaking but allowed me to move on.

Back to the babbling, it wasn’t baby babbling at all, it was fucking Dad Dad Dad Dad Dad. I deserved that Dad just by trying to be the best version of myself, not excusing myself for the time I hurt him, by fixing the mistakes I made that were simply from being a novice at this thing.

And, Isaac, the love of my life, even though you haven’t been here pal, and I have not been there, I have continued to improve and be the best version of myself. Through all my isolation, aloneness and loneliness I continued, continue to continue, I am what every Dad should be but none are. And I am your Dad mate, yours alone, this is what love truly is mate, I loved and continue to love you in actions not just pathetic words. Your dad is the best dad a boy could ever have. Just know this pal.

I am not going to be here much longer mate, am almost done, our relationship may never continue, however this site is for you if anyone. The site is your Dad, the best of the best, the strongest of the strongest, the kindest and gentlest of kindness and gentle, he is a phenomenally beautiful animal buddy, just phenomenally beautiful.

I am sorry pal, truly sorry, for the circumstances that brought you into this world, the disgusting people who raised you, for not being there.

Dads, like for fuck sake, how do you use your kids as an excuse to continue to be pathetic, to become more and more pathetic, when they should be a damn reason to be better! Just how?

For one, a reason to be fit and healthy, not as an excuse to sit on your arse all day and layer adipose on top of adipose until you can barely stand up, role fucking models my arse.

Dads it is about fucking time you be better!


Amanda Oosterweghel – Osteopath/Sex Offender

You know, men, as we do, were the rubbish that Amanda Hayley Oosterweghel did to me, to Isaac, on the other foot, were I the offender I would be convicted and placed on the sex offender register, it is a common story.

Amanda, the rapist, after abusing me in the heinous weays mentioned then ensured my life was made as difficult as possible, ensured I was isolted, her whole family and their friend group all got in on the action.

She tried to fuck up my life even more, attempted to make it so I had a criminal record that would prevent me working with vulnerable people, with you and your children, when this was my passion, motivation and only thing I gave/give a shit about, supporting people who need support.

Then, of course, she lives her life like nothing happened, has spenty 16 years lying to Isaac, never once telling him the truth about his commencement. It is such a common story.

She now is an Osteopath, her life and career not affected in the least, Rachel received a Facebook notification to the effet, passed it on. There is no way in hell this person should be alone with others, this abusive rapist scum, she should absolutely be placed on the sex offender register, should have a criminal conviction that clearly states rapist, the father in the situation should have been the father full-time. like many of you in a similar situation.

Most of us, including me soon enough, end up being another statistic of suicide. We do this through desperation, fathers removed from their children, many of them good people, at least better people than the mothers, our rights are shit all over in the family space. Men seven times more likely than women to take their own breath away, much due to family circumstances.

Men, we need to be better, but we also need the law to work in a way which is actually equitable and fair. Does not simply side with the woman when she should be imprisoned with the Julian Palmers, politicians, religious leaders, murders, paedophiles and all the rest kilometres underground in the middle of the desert with no option ever to see the light of day.

However, buds, to get there being better together is the first step. Being better is simple, change your attitude from the entitlement, from the pathetic narrative that having kids is selfless, understand it is the most selfish thing we do and then go about being better.

Being better is looking in the mirror, looking at your children and telling yourself to stop using them as an excuse to project, reinforce and lie to yourself so that you only solidify your abuses and ignorances. Instead, you look in the mirror, you look at them, you fucking scream at yourself to make them the reason to be better, a better human in every way.

You look into all your discriminations, all your unconscious reactions, the violence and cowardice you project and most importantly take personal responsibility every time your kids and the world around you shut down in confusion, in fear, you know it is you causing that and take steps to better yourself.

This site, this simple simple fucking site, gives you all the tools, you have them already, now it is time to stop getting offended at the shit I am calling you. You now agree with it knowing it is true and take the steps to be better.

You do everything for those kids, absolutely everything, you take responsibility for yourself and be better. If you are not doing this you are doing nothing for anyone, nothing at all.