My Custody Break Out & Why You Should Too

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March 16, 2025

"They dont have the compassion to understand the situation somebody is in. Nor do they want to."

As the founder of DadFix, I feel compelled to share some of the stories that got me to this point in my life. In fact, hold it there. Best I dont share them all.

I am 33 years old and I must say I feel I have the experience of a 50 yr old at this point. I have learnt the hard way, fought some serious battles with my own head, fought men, disowned people and most of all, LEARNT FROM IT.

From about the age of 15, I was involved with lads much older than myself, I ventured out acting the big man and often coming of as the smallest, or so I was meant to believe. I was involved with the local rugby club, and rugby clubs often have one thing in common, the desire to drink, and drink a lot.

My experiences are best kept to myself, and for good reason. So I'll outline the very simplest breakdown of my life to this point.

Arrested- 4 times.

Convicted -1 time.

Bankrupt- 1 time

Drunk (lost count)

Ashamed (Lost count)

Belittled (Lost count)

Embarrassed (Lost Count)

The one common denominator with all of the above.. ALCOHOL.

I dont sit here typing this with a victim mindset, everything that has happened in my life is down to my actions, plain and simple and no excuse in the world can excuse some of the situations I have found myself in. Thats not what this article is about.

Have I hurt people? YES, Have I let people down? YES, have I hurt myself? YES. This is no secret to me and I must admit, it's the things that give me the overwhelming desire to succeed now.

All of the above leads me to one night in the summer of 2021. A visit to the local pub with some mates, a "couple of drinks' was the agenda, then back home. I had my 7 yr old daughter staying the night at the time, I was living back at my mums house, so my mum agreed to look after her for a few hours whilst I went out, It had been a hard week at work and I felt it was only right I had some time to myself. In hindsight do I think going out when I had my daughter was a good thing, or more importantly the right thing? No, it definitely wasn't But why beat myself up about it now? What's done is done.. Anyway, I found myself with one too many sunk inside my pitiful body (like we all have at some point), when im confronted by the landlady for being too 'rowdy'. I tried to defend myself but she was having none of it, it appears that the days of having a good time are gone, more people seem offended or annoyed by innocent actions now than ever before. The debate continued with the landlady about how I was acting.. the pub had recently been taken over by this particular landlady after many joyful years with the previous landlord, who was, in my opinion, one of the good ones. So in my drunken wisdom, I decided it was a good idea to explain to this landlady just how much the pub had gone down hill since she had taken over and that I was disappointed for being called out for simply having a laugh and joke. A laugh and joke was exactly what it was, I wasn't doing anything of any particular disturbance and I stand by that to this day. Should I have been so outspoken about how bad it had got in that situation? maybe not, but did it warrant the next stage of this story?.

I was told that if I didnt leave then she would call the police, "are you having a laugh?".. like seriously?.. from that moment on all respect was lost and I explained that as I had ordered food (to go) that I would wait for this to be done and then be on my way. This wasn't the answer the landlady was looking for and she proceeded, to my utter astonishment, to call the police. Again, should I have done this or left? I dont know, but at this stage in my life I am already fed up with people who think its ok to make peoples life difficult because they dont like what somebody is saying, I wasn't being violent or anything, yes I was in her pub and she was well within her right to tell me to go, but this just didn't sit well with me under the circumstances.

I told her I would wait outside and finish my drink in the smoking area and then when my food was done I would be gone.

Fast forward around 10 minutes, I am stood in the smoking area with my friend and the police turn up, bloody quick mind considering this was in the sticks and they usually can't be bothered. I called them over to explain that it was me they were called for and tried to explain the situation, they told me that a complaint had been made and I needed to leave, despite me trying to explain the situation, they were having none of it, I asked a few questions relating to their professionalism and lack of willingness to fully investigate the complaint, they did not like this one bit. I told them I am more than happy to leave, but If I could just get the food that was payed for first then I would be on my way, I even said I would happily wait outside of the pub and that my friend would collect from inside when it was ready. And the next thing?..... All hell broke lose!.

The officers, two males attempted to wrestle me into the van, despite me trying to explain that I think this is completely unneccesary and that I have to be home for my daughter. I pleaded with them to just STOP. "Why is this necessary?" Is it that I was intelligent enough to make them see just how pointless this whole situation was? Or was it that it was well outside of their remit to take the time to listen to both sides of the story? Or that they just couldn't be bothered?

When in the back of the police van, I explained, would it not just be easier to de arrest me and return me back to my home? I have already stated numerous times that I am willing to leave and I certainly wouldn't be returning to the premises again after that performance.. no response.. simply not interested.

Upon arriving at the cells, I was still questioning the necessity of my arrest, the necessity I received, as per most arrests was ' A prompt and effective investigation".. really? how exactly? What was it that they were investigating? That I gave an opinion to somebody and they took offence to it? hardly crime of the century. Breach of the peace?.. hardly.

I was taken into the holding cells, its like a little corridor with perspex on either end, on one end you see the arresting officers and on the other you see other officers that are already at the booking in desk. I was a little over the top with my emotions due to the alcohol and continued to question exactly why this was necessary. An officer, unrelated to my incident kept looking at me through the glass, winking at me, almost to try and get a reaction, taunting me, belittling me, as if he had never had one to many in his life, I doubt that very much.

At this point I had a thought, why should I be taunted by an officer?, why should I be treated as If I am nothing when I was simply trying to question exactly why this was necessary, why the high horse?.

My custody break out began..

I dropped onto the floor, silent.

The officers finally cared, they came piling into the holding pen, trying to get a response. "Adam, talk to me Adam" "Can you hear me?'". I remained silent and still. They tested my pressure points, nothing. They took a blood glucose reading, no response. I was so desperate to get out of this situation that I completely shut myself down to all outside noise, I wanted to show them, I wanted them to realise that I was human, that you cannot treat people this way without hearing the full story, and that I deserve to be treated with some respect.

They decided to call the paramedics, do I condone wasting paramedics time like this when there could be others who needed them more? absolutely not. I just could not be subjected to a night in the cells for simply expressing my opinion, and treated like scum in the process, taunted by police officers who should not be able to judge me based on nothing but hear say.I was going to show them, show them I am stronger than that, and way more intelligent.

The paramedics arrived, I was just led there, still. In my head I was telling myself that this would be the absolute last time I find myself in this situation because of alcohol, this would be the last time I let the people around me who I love, down. I was done with this. I was certain I would set out to offer as much help to others that I could, id do all I could.

I was taken in an ambulance to the local hospital, escorted by police officers. I was put into a bed in the A&E department, I could hear the officer speaking to me "We will be in touch with you when you have been assessed". Fuck that... no way. I could hear my belongings, previous confiscated being put on the bed next to me in a plastic bag. I led there for around 30 minutes.

I was out of there.

I opened my eyes for the first time in at least an hour, I discretely checked the bed next to me, my belongings were in a bag, I had everything I needed. I called the nurse "Can I use the toilet?'. The nurse pointed the toilet out to me and I grabbed my belongings and proceeded in the direction of the bathroom. I checked my surrounding as I went, I noticed the exit door not 10 metres away from me. I headed towards the toilet and last minute I made a dart towards the exit, I darted through the A&E waiting area and out of the door into the hospital carpark. At this point I was full of adrenaline, happy that I had got the upper hand, that arrogant officer who decided to taunt me was now on the losing side. I began to jog down the road, on my way back to my partners house who lived near by.

I spent days paranoid that I would get a knock at the door, anxious that there was some big investigation into me. It never came. I never heard anything again. I had beaten the corrupt system. Was it that it was simply forgotten or was it that it was clear it was a complete waste of time and based on absolutely nothing. If that was the case why even bother in the first place? Power hungry is my answer. A reason I will not stand by. The reason why I felt I had to stand up for myself and take action the only way I could in that moment.

This situation helped me, I stuck by what I said, I have never let myself get into that situation again, and I set out to create a brand that would offer advice and support, along with great products to other men who feel as though it is time for a change, before it is too late.

No matter what mistakes you have made, you are only human, and you always have an opportunity to make things right, to prove to the people you love that you can be better, you can do things that make peoples lives easier.

I created DadFix because I want to offer products that make life easier, I understand that we are not all perfect and we are capable of making mistakes. It is the willingness to change that matters, and DadFix aims to offer the support and guidance to make you happier, healthier and to make the people you love proud.

So back to the title of this article..