It has gotten so ridiculous that I hate going to the house to pick up he kids. It's such a disaster area and so dysfunctional. It's madness. And it takes me some time after getting back to my place to snap out of it.
That house is toxic. Just toxic. It's trashy and awful. I'm so glad I'm out. I just need to be there for my kids.
WH
AT BD: WH 41, J 43; Bomb 2/5/2012 Two kids, one dog D Final 6/18/14 J marries OW 1/24/15 "No matter where you go, there you are"
