My name is Gregory Barton and I’ve lost my faith. My faith in life, my faith, in people, and most of all my faith in God. Let me explain. I grew up in a single parent house hold, my father was a raging alcoholic and drug attic. He finally calm down and got to business when I was about 14 or 15 years old. And the time before that he was always in and out and the time in was mostly spent beating me severely for any reason he saw fit. By the time I made it to 11th grade he had a full fledged flooring business and I began to help him pretty much every sec I wasn’t in school. I met my wife her name is Stephanie Barton. By the time I was a senior and about 4 or 5 months from graduating we found out Stephanie was pregnant. October 2nd 2004 my oldest son was born his name is Nathan Barton by 2008 we had 2 more sons their names are Jayden Barton and Trey Barton. Good old Ohbama and his ridiculous reform plan helped me and my family lose our house that I was able you get 100 percent financing for just after my high school graduation in 2004. We had to leave our home and fall to the mercy of dad. And for the 3 or 4 years was pure hell for me and my family. By 2012 my wife was gone she left and didn’t look back. I became single father at the age of 26. Stephanie left before our new born little girl was even, her name is Brooklyn Barton, was even 1 year old. I have 2 children in diapers then other 2 about to start school and we are all staying with my mom and on top of that my younger sister live their also with her boyfriend and their 2 kids. Feb 18th 2012 is the day my whole world felt like it ended for the first time. A week or 2 later I get shot by my next door neighbor which is who Stephanie left me and our kids for I’m sure you could imagine why he shot me. He shot through his own back door probably in fear that I was going to kill him and I very well could have but I end up moving the kids and myself out of a house we were renting at the time by myself with a hand truck and 1 of my arms in a sling and that how we ended up at my mother’s house all my kids shared a bedroom with all of my sisters kids and I slept on the couch for about 2 years. Around that 2 year mark my sister’s boyfriend decided to hit my nephew in the face for peeing off the front porch because I was in the bathroom getting ready for work and then I took him to school kindergarten at that where his nose started to bleed and the school gets dss involved that’s when all of my children were taken from me and I have still to this day never gotten hem back they were placed with my dad and step mom. All of this is of course the very shot and and censored version. If you could imagine what it must have been like to have the love of your life turn and walk away from you and then have you children taken from you what it must have felt like I hope so because even now I still can’t even find the words. I became an empty useless worthless lost soul with no purpose what so ever on this earth. Time went by I ended up at my dad’s door step with nothing but the cloths on my back broken in every way possible. They found it in their hearts to let me sleep outside for a few weeks and some how earned the ability to get back to work with my dad and start sleeping in their car at night. A little more time hoes by I finally allowed to sleep in the house on a couch that was half my size for the next 2 or 3 years. It wasn’t a life of dreams by no means but atheist I was back with my kids. Time goes by I start and complete parenting classes and take pass drug tests and come time for family court I’m sitting in the court room listening to a judge tell me I beat and abused my kids and corporal punishment when I never so much as physically spanked my kids because I didn’t have to they listened to me they loved and respected me as much as young children could. My dad made me sit down and keep my mouth shut to help get dss out of our lives. Every step forward I made toward happiness came to an abrupt halt. By 2016 I met a woman named Krystal Graveley she was a little older than I was and she was the first woman I really even spoke words to since my wife. September 28th 2016 we had a daughter her name is Lyric Barton. By the time she was born I had found the motivation and the ability with Krystal love and support to say the least to get a very nice house in a old money neighborhood on the east side of Greenville SC. My other kids didn’t like it very much at all and dad and step mom turned their back on me and alienated me to Nathan Jayden Trey and Brooklyn. This hurt me and it still hurts to this day despite all the pain and aquish I carry around I continued to provide the very best life I could for me Krystal and lyric. By 2018 my so called friend I was renting from decided to start taking advantage of my well polished and valuable skills demanding me to continue working on all of his rental properties for what get to be next to nothing and I got to where I wasn’t about to pay the 1200 a month rent so we were evicted. Me Krystal and lyric placed all of our things in storage units and slept in my suburban and in and out of hotels all while eating 3 square meals a day for the next 4 and half to 5 years. The amount of money I made and spent during this time was nothing short of enough to be able to take a early retirement. I worked every single day I could sometimes months straight and made a lot of money but I was having to spend it just a fast as I was making it just to survive. August 8th of 2023 Krystal died of a massive heart attack and 3 days after her funeral that I paid for her parents had dss take lyric from me and she is staying with them right now. The same people that never so much offered any help what so ever the same people that didn’t even care about their own daughter enough to help us get a place find stability has my little girl. This devastated me dss put a no contact order against me I’m sure at the request of Krystal parents. I was prepared to spend the rest of my life with Krystal I live her so much and she loved me even more than that. Lyric is a very smart and beautiful little girl and she lives her daddy more than life we were best friends and I haven’t even been able to talk to her on the phone. I have Noone in this world who is willing or able to help me. My mom is battling breast cancer and not able to help me in the ways that I need help I haven’t seen or spoke to my dad in many years now. I’m 38 years old now and I’ve had my life end and crumble around me 2 times now everything I live taken from me I need a lawyer and I can’t seem to be able to come up with the 10,000 dollar retainer required for him to get to work on reuniting me with lyric. I have no option in reach and Noone to help me reach them. So yeah my name is Gregory Barton and my faith is broken and will is fading.
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