After all this time and after everything he’s done, he gets his feelings hurt because our children literally cling to my car to not spend the night with him, he asks me where there bags are (he’s never discussed them staying with them, there is no bag) and he’s hangs his head and looks mad at the same time, when I say, “you never mentioned anything to me” and I FEEL BAD about. Me! What is wrong with me! What about all the times he was too busy to see them and they were sad and what about how he left our family to have multiple affairs and disappear from home, saying nothing for days at a time, ignoring all calls and texts! He’s the one that barely pays child support and forget about spousal support. He’s the one who wants to sell this house and make us move which may change their entire world just because he doesn’t want my home to be more of a home than his. Why don’t I feel good that he’s hurting. I can’t imagine that he really is. He’s probably more mad than sad but why the hell do I care. He’s mean to our children often, he rarely buys food for them when they do spend the night with him and in the morning he locks himself in his room forever leaving them alone without food or a phone to call out to anyone if they need help. Yet I’m here feeling guilty because the kids wanted to stay with me because I’m there safe parent, the one they can count on, the one that knows them, the one that puts them first, before myself. I need a reality check. I need to scream actually. Why do I care that it hurts him that they pick me. He would rub it in my face if they picked him!
This is a NOT what I signed up for!
And my children now say MOMMY’S HOUSE AND DADDY’S HOUSE like they have nothing. It broke my heart when I realized that tonight and my daughter said to my son, “I want to go to MOMMY’S house.” I said, “It’s your house too. It’s our home.”
HATE IT! THEY ARE TOO LITTLE FOR THIS BULLSHIT!🐮shit!!!!