When I picked up the kids last night from the he-ex (a five hour ordeal) he was proudly wearing a T-shirt that said: I'VE GOT NO JOB. I'VE GOT NO CAR. I'VE GOT NO MONEY. I'M IN A BAND. Funny and absolutely true. I've come to the breaking point.
It's time to take action. I need some child support. I can't spend eight hours a month driving the kids back and forth to see their dad on my dime. Hubby has been very patient. He's right. If I continue to allow the he-ex to take advantage of me, it will go on forever. Nobody else will stand up to him. It's time I did.
I'm not the bitter ex-wife who wants to make him pay for his mistakes. I'm not out to ruin his life. I just want him to take some responsibility for his kids and to help me out a bit financially. I know that by taking some action that I might be declaring war against his entire family. Wish they wouldn't see it that way, but it's inevitable.
Ya know what Rob? Grow up! Be a man! Take some responsibility for your actions! Stop living off of everybody else! Do something with your life! Please, Please, Please Be an example for your children. Earn some respect.
AAAAAHHHH......Deep breath......I'm done.
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