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⚠️🇺🇸 Why This Had to Go Public
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I had no reason to bring this public.
I didn’t want to share private photos. I didn’t want to write articles exposing the mother of my child.
This is not how I wanted to fight.
But I have been left with no lawful, non-judicial options.
The authorities have had clear knowledge of the concealment of my son for over three months.
They have done nothing to investigate it. Nothing to correct it. Nothing to even acknowledge the truth of who was caring for Adri’el when this all began.
So now I bring this to the People’s Court—not for vengeance, but for protection.
If we can leave honest reviews on Lazada or Shopee to warn others about being scammed, how much more important is it to warn the public about a deception that destroys a father, a child, and the very idea of what family is supposed to mean?
This is not a smear campaign.
This is a record. A warning. A truth that the system has ignored.
🙏 Please take the time to read this full statement.
The truth matters—not just for me, but for my son.
🧢 I Was Fooled Too – A Father’s Statement to the People’s Court
For nearly eight years, I was married to Anngeneth Maylan Degillo.
And for most of those years, I truly believed I had found something rare.
I thought I had married someone loyal. Someone honest. Someone who would protect our son no matter what.
I was proud to call her my wife. I defended her when people questioned her. Even my own sister noticed something was off near the end, but I didn’t want to believe it.
I told myself she was just going through something. I gave her the benefit of the doubt again and again—because to me, she was family.
I looked at her and thought, “Man, I’m lucky.”
🎤 “We weren’t fooled. You were just in love.”
Jordan: “Hey—get outta here. This is my story.”
…brief pause…
Jordan: “Anyway…”
It wasn’t until the rent money disappeared.
Until she ghosted the landlord.
Until she vanished from our son’s life for weeks at a time—while I stayed and took care of everything.
That was when the truth finally hit me.
Cognitive dissonance.
That gut-splitting moment where reality finally confronts the illusion you’ve been living under.
And I realized… I had married someone who could lie to my face, neglect her child, and then show up only when it served her.
I didn’t write this for sympathy.
I wrote it because truth doesn’t shout unless someone carries it.
And the truth is:
I despise what she did—not just to me, but to our son.
Just because she didn’t love me—
and yes, that hurts—
it doesn’t give her the right to destroy my son’s love for me.
It doesn’t give her the right to take away my love for him.
That’s not co-parenting.
That’s not joint custody.
That’s retaliation.
That’s child abuse.
It’s a power move. A jealous act that punishes a child in order to punish a parent.
I gave my son love, discipline, patience, guidance—and my daily presence.
I was his father, every single day.
She abandoned him multiple times.
And when she came back, she showed up with bribes—treats, candy, toys, performances.
Near the end of 2024, she began appearing more, but not to heal.
She came with a camera—taking photos and videos as if curating a false timeline to use later in court or on Facebook.
She wasn’t parenting. She was performing.
And despite all of it—I didn’t cut her out.
I told her: “If you’re ready to be a mother again, I’ll lift the supervised visits.”
Because I wanted her to be a mother. I wanted Adri’el to have both parents.
But she made a different choice.
She quit being a mother.
And then she chose to remove me as a father.
Both of those are acts of betrayal—against our son.
And what I tried to prevent under Article 211 of the Family Code has now happened.
I was his father. There was no court order. No finding of harm.
But with help from her mother and a silent, complicit system, my son was stolen from me.
And I will never forgive that.
Not because I’m angry at what she did to me—
but because I know what it’s doing to our son.
This isn’t just about my rights.
It’s about his right to love both parents—freely, truthfully, without manipulation.
And the world needs to know:
I was fooled once.
But I’m not fooled anymore.
And I won’t be silenced.
— Jordan James Peterson
For the record. For the people. For my son.
#JusticeForAdri #WhereIsMySon #BringAdrielHome #FatherAndSon #ChildConcealment #ParentalAbduction #FathersHaveRights #StopParentalAlienation #HiddenButNotLost #CustodyWithoutCourt #ChildrenAreNotProperty #FamilyCode211 #EndTheSmearCampaign
⚠️🇵🇭 Ngano Nga Kinahanglan Ni Ipakita Sa Publiko
Wala koy plano nga ipakita ni sa publiko.
Wala ko gusto mag-post ug personal nga mga litrato. Wala ko gusto magsulti og mga butang batok sa inahan sa akong anak.
Dili ni ang paagi nga gusto nako makig-away.
Pero wala na koy laing kapilian nga legal nga dili paagi sa korte.
Sulod sa kapin 3 ka buwan, kabalo na ang mga otoridad nga gitago ang akong anak.
Wala silay gibuhat. Wala silay imbestigasyon. Wala silay aksyon. Wala gani sila misulti kung kinsa ang tinuod nga nag-atiman kang Adri’el sa sinugdan.
Mao nga karon, ang katawhan ang akong gipangayoan og hustisya—dili alang sa panimalos, kundi alang sa proteksyon.
Kung pwede ta makahatag og tinuod nga review sa Lazada o Shopee kung na-scam ta,
mas importante nga masayod ang publiko kung giilad ang usa ka amahan, ang usa ka bata, ug ang buok panimalay.
Dili ni paninira.
Kini usa ka rekord. Usa ka pahimangno. Usa ka kamatuoran nga gihilom sa sistema.
🙏 Palihug basaha hangtod matapos.
Ang kamatuoran importante—dili lang para nako, pero para sa akong anak.
🧢 Giilad Ko—Pahayag Sa Amahan Para Sa Katawhan
Sulod sa kapin 8 ka tuig, kami ni Anngeneth Maylan Degillo kasado.
Sulod sa kadugay, nagtuo ko nga nakuha nako ang usa ka matinud-anon ug masaligan nga kapikas.
Nagtuo ko nga mamaayo iyang pagka-inahan. Nga among anak protektado.
Proud kaayo ko kaniya. Gidepensahan nako siya bisan pa gisultian ko sa uban. Bisan akong igsoon nakabantay nga naay sayop sa iyang pamatasan, pero wala ko mutuo.
Gihunahuna nako nga naa lang siyay problema. Gihatagan nako siya og chance pirme—kay pamilya man siya nako.
Nagtuo ko, “Swerte ko nga akong napangasawa siya.”
🎤 “Wala mi mailad. Ikaw lang gyud ang nainlove.”
Jordan: “Oy—ayaw lage apil. Ako ni nga istorya.”
…gamayng pahulay…
Jordan: “Balik ta…”
Hangtod nga nawala ang kwarta para sa abang.
Hangtod nga nag-ghost siya sa tag-iya sa balay.
Hangtod nga mibalik ra siya kung kanus-a siya ganahan—samtang ako nag-atiman sa tanan.
Mao to ang pagsikop sa akong hunahuna—ang kasakit sa pagkahibalo nga ang imong gituohan nga tinuod, sayop diay.
Diha ra nako nasabtan… nga ang akong napangasawa, makalingla sa nawong, makabiya sa anak, ug motunga lang kung makapahimulos siya.
Wala ko magsulat ani para sa simpatiya.
Gisulat ko ni kay ang kamatuoran dili mosinggit kung walay musangyaw.
Ug ang kamatuoran:
Nasakitan ko sa iyang gibuhat—dili lang para nako, kundi para sa among anak.
Bisan wala na siya’y gugma nako—
ug oo, sakit na—
wala siya’y katungod nga gubaon ang gugma sa among anak para nako.
Wala siya’y katungod nga kuhaon ang akong gugma para sa akong anak.
Dili na co-parenting.
Dili na joint custody.
Panghasi na.
Pagpanamastamas na.
Gihimo niya nga kasangkapan ang among anak aron pasakitan ko.
Gihatagan nako ang akong anak ug gugma, disiplina, pasensya, giya—ug ang akong presensya adlaw-adlaw.
Amahan ko niya matag adlaw.
Gibiyaan siya sa iyang inahan daghang beses.
Pagbalik niya, dala ra niya mga dulaan, candy, treat, ug picture-picture.
Pagka-2024, sige na siyag pakita, pero dili para ayohon ang relasyon.
Nagkuha ra siyag mga litrato ug video—murag nagpangandam sa peke nga istorya.
Wala siya nag-inahan. Nagpakitang-tao ra siya.
Bisan pa ana—wala ko siya giputol.
Gisultian nako siya: “Kung gusto na ka mahimong inahan balik, wagtangon nato ang limitasyon.”
Kay gusto nako nga kompleto ang among anak. Gusto nako nga naay inahan ug amahan.
Pero laing desisyon iyang gibuhat.
Mibiya siya isip inahan.
Ug gikuha pud niya ako isip amahan.
Duha na ka pagbudhi batok sa among anak.
Ug ang akong gipaningkamotan nga malikayan ilawm sa Article 211 sa Family Code—nahitabo gyud.
Ako ang amahan. Wala’y court order. Wala’y ebidensya nga nakadaot ko sa bata.
Apan gikuha gihapon siya sa akong kinabuhi—with tabang sa iyang inahan ug sa mga otoridad nga nagpahilom.
Ug dili ko gyud siya mapasaylo.
Dili lang tungod kay nasakitan ko—
kundi tungod kay kabalo ko unsay epekto niini sa among anak.
Dili lang ni bahin sa akong katungod.
Kini bahin sa katungod sa among anak nga mahigugma sa duha ka ginikanan—walay bakak, walay pagpugong, walay ilad.
Ang tibuok kalibutan angay masayod:
Giilad ko sa una.
Pero dili na karon.
Ug dili ko magpahilom.
— Jordan James Peterson
Para sa kamatuoran. Para sa katawhan. Para sa akong anak.