As I prep for my trip to ride attractions that will make me want to hurl( in a good, fun way), I also am dealing with that time of the month. Maybe I'm hormonal. Maybe I'm just realistic. Maybe it's because I got my teeth cleaned this am. Maybe I'm just-I don't know. I'm going to say something that I struggle to type. I know I shouldn't say this and I just am. Is it wrong to think my h is a dumba$$?
Seriously. He remembers nothing. He is incredibly self absorbed. He is a liar. I dunno. Just speaking to him gives me a headache. And I've been cordial and have really been working the DB train since Feb (with a slip up in April). I'm just embarrassed by his behavior. It's so disrespectful to my kids. I'm flawed-yes. However, I'm not a monster. I'm not evil. I'm actually a really good person. Still strolling on the high road. Trying to set a great example for my kids and help them be the best they can.
Sometimes I just wish he would permanently relocate to Mars. I mean he already has established residency there. Did I really have 3 kids with this man? Were we really that close at one time? Did he really love me? Grrrrr. Happy Friday eve!
Last edited by Georgiabelle; 08/07/1405:41 PM.
3 kids BD 12/15/13 (IDKIILY. ) Rope dropped Cirque du Soleil style D final 9-9-14 "Some people are born on 3rd base and go through life thinking they hit a triple." Barry Switzer
