The Good, the Bad, and the Funny Part 6

[mkultra]

I am fuming.

I called my H and left the nastiest voicemail. It was kind of hysterical pissed crying type.

I got into an arggument with my drunk mother. She began yelling at me because I 86ed a customer for beating up two men in the bar. Ever since then this boxer will stand at teh door and yell at me for not letting him in. He is not rich but he is kind of a popular trouble maker. I do not know him from Adam but thems the rules. Rules my mom broke behind my back. Luckily the bartenders all refused hiom service and backed me up. This guy kept threatening me and my mom would not kicjk him out so I left. The doormen followed me and saw me cry in the parking lot. I let them know that I am sensitive about verbal abuse and I cannot tolerate it from anyone, not my H, not my mom, not some bar bully.

After that, I got so upset I made the late night call to my H's cell.

"H, I hate you for this hell you have put me and my kids through. You are a cheat, and a whore, and a liar. I have to work your job to support your kids while you sleep at some bar tramp's bed. You are a cheat, and a whore, and a liar. I have to protect your Friggin kids alone each night while you protect some stranger you met in a bar and her family. They are disgusting. men who cheat and have a midlife crisis come out with their lives in ruin and commit suicide. If you kill yourself I will not take your kids to your f$#@in funeral. I will hate you till the day I die for what you have done to my daughter. I put her into therapy because she is telling her friends at school that her Daddy is dead and that he has lied to her since she was in her mommy's tummy. I hope you rot ,A##hole!"

I do not even know if I have a job to go back to. My H has not given me child support for two months. I cannot teach full time unless I change my contract next year. OMG. I hate my H for all of this. I thought I was blessed and now I feel screwed. I hate being dependent on anyone, my mom, my brother, my H. Ugh.