When Family Court Feels Like a Kidnapping Disguised as Justice

When Family Court Feels Like a Kidnapping Disguised as Justice

What’s the difference between a stranger in a white van taking your child, and the family court system doing the same?

One is criminal.

The other is “legal.”

But for the parent left behind, fighting tears, begging judges, hiring attorneys they can’t afford, the outcome is the same:

You never see your child again.

They call it “justice.” They call it the “best interests of the child.” But ask any parent whose child has been taken through family court weaponry, and they’ll tell you:

It doesn’t feel like justice.

It feels like a tombstone.

Try to rescue your child, and you’re the criminal.

It’s not just alienation. It’s institutional abduction.

The police won’t intervene. Civil attorneys won’t touch it. Judges hand down rulings that violate constitutional rights under the cloak of “discretion.” Therapists toe the line or risk their steady paycheck. And all the while, your child disappears, right in front of you.

This isn’t how justice works. This is how hostages are made.

So no, it’s not dramatic to say it feels like a kidnapping.

Because when your child is alive, but unreachable…

When they’ve been convinced you’re dangerous…

When they’re told your love, your parenting is abuse…

The grief feels just as real as a death.

We need to stop sanitizing what’s happening in family court.

Let’s call it what it is:

💔 Legalized family separation.

💸 Extortion masked as therapy.

🪓 The severing of parent-child bonds as punishment for noncompliance.

The white van may not exist. But the outcome does.

And so does the heartbreak.

Let’s fight like hell to make sure no more parents have to bury their child in paperwork and wait for a system that never comes to help.