I can't fight anymore. Not for myself or my girls and certainly not Kevin.
I cannot be good enough. Never have been never will be.
I know that right now I AM DYING FROM THE INSIDE OUT! I cannot take anymore. These girls are the only reason I am living. I just want them gone. I'm DONE.
When/if he calls I'm telling him that he damn sure had better show up on Sunday so that he can get his girls and his things . . . . the end. I am sorry. Sorry Amy . . . thank your for always trying. Sorry I can't take the heat.
I may not have tried all the way but at least I tried a quarter of the way. If not for him calling the divorce lawyer and lying and always falling back to her . . . maybe things could've worked. But fact is he won't let them work. . . no matter how hard I could push and try. My marriage is over. He's already moved on. They'll be married and they can have this family that was suppose to be mine. I won't be around so I won't care.
