Three hundred forty nine days ago, I was cleaning my children’s lunch dishes while they were playing in their toy room. My now ex-husband walked in the house inebriated and threatened to harm me. I begged him to leave the house, and he refused. After encouragement from a friend’s text, I told him I was going to call the police. He immediately searched for his long gun, found bullets and loaded it, and told my children he wouldn’t see them for a while.
He came after me with the gun, and I ran. I hid my boys in their closet and myself in a bathroom away from my kids and called the police. Six deputies showed up and arrested him. They found 12 guns and countless ammo around the house that I wasn’t aware of. He was charged with child endangerment, domestic assault and terrorist threats. He is out living his life now, while still having his guns at his property and purchasing more. I, meanwhile, am fighting in court to keep my kids from having to be around him and guns.