Money Talks and Bullshit Walks

My dog is currently in one of my refrigerators.  

Thank God, I have three refrigerators.  

Coco must be buried tomorrow.

My baby girls kindergarten graduation was this morning and I didn’t go.

I feel like such an awful failure.

I just couldn’t….I couldn’t go….I have been crying non-stop for almost three days and my face looks like I was attacked by bees and then beat up…..I suppose beat up by someone who doesn’t like bees.

I wanted to go, I had planned to go, but I haven’t seen my children in a couple months because my ex-husband, who has full custody of my children will not let my children come to my house because I have a roommate that he does not know.

I feel like this is something I should not speak of, for fear my ex-husband will deny me my children until they turn old enough to speak on behalf of themselves.

I DO NOT FUCKING CARE ANYMORE.  HE FUCKED ME OVER AND I WILL WRITE.

I RAISED MY CHILDREN, ALL BY MYSELF UNTIL THE YOUNGEST ONE WAS POTTY-TRAINED AND THEN HE TOOK THEM.

To be fair, he wouldn’t have taken them if I had not divorced him.

To be fair, I loved my ex-husband with my whole heart and soul and he never loved me back and there comes a point, at which, A WIFE NEEDS THE LOVE AND ATTENTION OF HER HUSBAND.

I never got that from him.

He was very good about supplying any and all of our financial needs, but more than incapable of responding to any of my emotional needs.  He never loved me.

We were married in 2006, after I had our first child, and became pregnant with our second child.  The second child was born in 2007 and then we had one more in 2008.

My husband was almost never home, and when he did come home it was always after midnight.  Sometimes he didn’t come home until four in the morning.

I was there raising our very small children, by myself. 

There was no help.  NONE.  NO FUCKING HELP.

I have no family and his family are very religious and since I am a “wrong side of the tracks girl”, they never approved of me and hated me from day one.  

Unfortunately, at that time, his family ran the biggest company in their small town.

That’s how he beat me in court.

MONEY TALKS AND BULLSHIT WALKS.

That’s all I want to say about this right now.

 

 

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