I had a rough day. I have to say I'm over this sh*t...really. I think I'm doing fine and then bam - like getting punched in the stomach.
I hear ya, sister- the pockets of relative peace are almost ominous b/c now I know (but still haven't totally learned) one of those punches is coming. Every time it still hurts, doesn't it?
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My S15 tells me - hey mom do you know dad said, "you know his friend" (gf) helped him pick out my cell phone?...in front of those people he lives with and it was so awkward!" I was livid...thinking what is wrong with this man does he have any sense? My older son says, "dad's a fag!" what are we supposed to do?
I see their frustration as he makes passive aggressive remarks to them and I know it hurts them dearly. They don't want to see him and I forced them to go see him this last time. Maybe I won't be forcing them again.
I feel bad enough knowing my former husband betrayed me...but the kids? I can't handle that part. There is no reason on earth he should be telling them about his whorefriend. They are not ready for that.
I don't wish this crap on my worst enemy.
Luv
What a pathetic excuse of a man, excuse me, but that is just wrong on so many levels. Why didn't they show these traits when we are first meeting them so we would know to STAY AWAY?!
I guess your kids are old enough to see him or not if they want- as long as he doesn't claim later that you kept them from him or whatever- like someone else said- just document it.
I hope Tues brings back some respite and is uneventful.
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When the men on the chessboard Get up and tell you where to go; And you've just had some kind of mushroom And your mind is moving slow; Go ask Alice... I think she'll know.
