This situation is so tough and literally beaks my heart into pieces because I love her.

Long story short. I was living in town A, with 50/50 custody of child 1. (6 years old)This is where I met wife B who was there studying for college. Wife B, was amazing the first six months and proved herself and begged to be part of child 1’s life.

Shortly after dating and engagement, wife got a job in a new city close by. I agreed to move with her only as long as I could continue to exercise my rights and custody of my daughter child 1. Little bit by little bit, wife started becoming more and more impatient with child 1 . She came to me and said she has resentment and jealously. We immediately went to counseling to work through it. Counselor 1 tells wife that she has to let go of control or our marriage is doomed. I should’ve saw this as foreshadowing. She gets so offended at this that she quits this counselor and refuses to go.

Wife then gives me a demand. In order to prove to her that our marriage is first. I must be willing to give up some time with child 1. I told her this would break my heart and hurt the child. She told me there is no compromise. I agree on the one exception that we continue counseling and only for a temporary time because a child deserve to be in a home with no hostility.

She quits counseling and the fights continue. She does not like me leaving to go visit my Daughter and tells me that I’m not putting her first. She puts a demand down that my child is no longer allowed in her house under any circumstances.

Enter child 2. #imanidiot. She is pregnant. When she doesn’t get her way she starts to physically confront me. She goes as far as to punch me in the face. I should have filed a police report then.

Things continue to escalate and she continues to confront me about spending my legal time with my child 1. I beg for her to go to counseling and she still refuses. at one point it’s obvious she is out for blood. She called the police on me once because I threw a pair of blue jeans at the door (not at her) in frustration. Police obviously did not take me in. Just wrote report for standard procedure.

She starts to sick her family on me when she is mad at me. Whenever she is mad at me, like clockwork I expect calls from her family chewing me out. I tell her I feel isolated because I’m in a strange town with no friends or family. And always ganged up on.

It’s at this point that I move to another room To avoid confrontation. I tell her that unless she is willing to go to counseling with me then I just cannot talk. On my way home last night I had a really scared feeling like I needed to start protecting myself. I changed the locks on the room I was in. I woke up at 530 to her ramming the door as hard she could ( at 7 months pregnant mind you). I bet her to stop and start recording. What happens next is madness. I let her in an attempt to de escalate. She starts throwing stuff at me and pours water all over my stuff and me. I sit there and take it and beg her to stop while I’m videotaping the entire time. I called the police immediately and just filed a report.

Going to talk to a lawyer ASAP. The police were immediately suspicious of me and consoling of her. They screamed for me show my hands and not move. I am muscled tattooed dude, so if they chose a photo shop picture for domestic abuse, I’m sure I would look like that dude. I felt so sad and disheartened. Listening to Them joke with her in the living room While I’ve tried to go by the book throughout this. This is why I locked my doors. I was hiding from her and trying to avoid confrontation. They told me I was welcome to file charges and handed me a paper to call and casually went on their way.

This is just a flaming pike of crap of a situation.

Any advice? Anyone been here?