~<>~A Sampling of Floyd's Abusive Behavior~<>~

As with some of my posts, this is a work in progress.  May take a few days before I finish.

Note:  This is not appropriate for all eyes.

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June 2, 2013

Floyd was fighting with Ava again.  They were in the living room, and he repeatedly ordered her to get away from him.  She was not being difficult or overly-energetic.  She was in a happy mood.  He told her "stay the hell away from me."  She ran into the bedroom and told me he had hit her hard on her butt.

A few minutes later, he gave her a plate of food he had cooked.  She brought it into the bedroom because he had recently told her to stay away from him.  He came to the bedroom doorway and commanded her to eat in the other room with him.  She said no and tried to shut the door.  He got his thumb caught in the door and screamed some cuss words, called her a little shit and ran into his own bedroom.   Ava ran after him yelling that she was sorry and asking him if he was okay.  He screamed and cussed at her, told her to go to hell and never come near him again.  He went into the kitchen and proceeded to tell her what a loser she was.

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July 19th, 2013

On this day, my daughter and I went for an unauthorized walk.  We went for walks frequently, especially when Floyd was at work, but this time, we failed to ask for permission.  Also, he had finished his first day shift (previously he had been working evenings), and was suffering from sleep deprivation.  When Floyd is sleep deprived, he often has a very difficult time keeping his outbursts in check.  Anyway, he was napping on the couch this particular day, and we had been tiptoeing around the place trying not to disturb him.  It was also a muggy day, and being inside was uncomfortable, so we went for a stroll. (And here I am trying to justifying something as benign as a walk.  This "need to justify" has become a typical trait of mine lately.) When we returned to the apartment, he was gone, but he called to see if we were back.  Below is the transcript from that call.  At one point (before the transcribed conversation begins), I told him to calm down or I was going to record his call.  His reply was "F*** you!"....so I located the record button on my phone.

I have omitted my name from this transcript (though he yelled it many times).

(He said all this in a SHOUTING, FURIOUS voice.)

What the sh** you doing?! You don't take my daughter out there and go! You wanna go do your shit, go by yourself! Leave her home! I don't give a SH** if you spread your legs for the whole entire city! I don't care! But I've been there! Listen!! I don't want you to take my daughter around OTHER MEN!!

Me: What men?

WHAT man? Listen. F*** you, you f*****g s****y... LIAR!! You...you...listen!! I'll so F*** YOU!! Listen, I will SC*** YOUR A**! I will f*** you BIG TIME!! Remember this!! REMEMBER this!! I will show you WHO I AM!! What I'm capab...What I am CAPABLE of!! I'll show you. You [something] my phone calls and you

Me: What? [something]

You are gonna lie one of these lies no matter what I say, I saw and I KNOW!

Me: Who is the person?

Yeah, you want me to describe how big his D*** is?! Yeah, is that [unintelligible] what..what you want me to say? [unintelligible]

Me: We weren't with ANYbody.

Listen. Listen. I know you. I know you! You're not gonna pull this shit on me now. I know you. Well, I'll F*** YOUR A** big TIME! I will show you who I AM!! I'll show you! Okay? You're ON! Now the war is ON!

Me: I know, you've told me before.

I'm not gonna kill you! I'm not stupid! I don't kill anybody. I don't kill anybody. I'm not stupid. I wouldn't waste my life on you.
Listen. You wanna do your shit, go. Don't take my daughter WITH you. How many times? You're a f*****g w****! I know that! 

[Audio breaks up off and on....he starts questioning why I have more than 5 dollars in my possession and so on]

Listen. I KNOW what your plans are!! I know!! I KNOW what you're trying to do! You know what? I'm not stupid! I also have a lawyer who gives me advice and recommendations!

Me: What you're doing. She needs to advise you.

[Pause] Yeah. Well, I know. I know. I'm gonna....I'm gonna surprise your ass big time. I'll show you. The war is on, okay?

This went on for around 6 minutes, so I won't post the entire "conversation."  It is just more of the same.  It is available on request though.

Here is what I wrote that night:

"There is absolutely no reasoning with him when he is in that state of mind, so when he came back shortly thereafter, I kept quiet and tried to keep my "normal happy mama" face and voice in check so that Ava wouldn't be so scared.  He remained agitated, kept pacing around and appeared to have disorganized thinking.  He told me that he would be taking Ava with him for the weekend and there was nothing I could do about it.  He also told me I could not report his threats to the police or any courts because nobody would believe me and his lawyer would make sure that I looked like a troublemaker in court.  He pointed out that she (lawyer) had successfully done this the last time.  He hinted that his lawyer 'knew' people in the LPD and that the power was all his now." 

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JULY 20th and 21st, 2013

This is what I wrote July 20th:

Called DV hotline.

Asked for an email address since I can't speak openly.  They only do this over the phone, so they suggested I call back when I can get away or during the night while he sleeps.

He still won't let me take her out of the apartment.  He is watching Muslim speeches online in the living room and also reading from his "Holy" book and doing his praying.  He is in full Muslim garb today.  Whenever I step out of the bedroom (for a drink or to use the bathroom), he walks up to me and calls me a slut or verbally reminds me that I have no power over him.  

(I'll be adding another call transcript here as soon as I finish typing it.)

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July 31, 2013

Floyd lost his temper and went into another rage.  He first got angry in the kitchen because Ava had been wearing a cross necklace hidden  in her shirt.  His rage was directed at me.  He grabbed me by my upper arms and tried to shake me.  I got loose and turned to walk out of the kitchen.  He pushed me while shouting “shitty ass!” and I sort of rammed into the edge of the counter.  I then did leave.  He came into  Ava's room where I was sitting on the bed and leaned down into my face, screaming at me.  He had his fist up and pulled back, as he always does in his rages.  Told me to “go to hell!   You shitty mother fucker!  I hate you!  Leave my house!  Get the shit out of my house NOW!  I’m not having any mercy on you!  You are about to see what I can do!  Tell your daughter good-bye because you’ll never see her again!  You’ll SEE what I’m going to do, you shitty worthless bitch!  I hate you!  I hate you you shitty ass!”  Ava saw the bedroom scene--she had been sitting next to me on the bed.  

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****I will be posting about not-so-recent incidents in this area.****

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****While my son was living with Floyd, Ava and me, Floyd put him through hell.  It was during that time also that Floyd started smacking Ava (she was no longer an infant), and that all led to us leaving him.  My son (now an adult) will be writing about his experiences with Floyd, and I will post it in this area.****