I never thought I'd say this again, but I want someone to love me. I hope this is just the hormones misbehaving because for the past year I have grown to love being alone. Watching MOBBED makes me wish I had someone to confess their undying love for me. That show also makes me wish I would've became a back up dancer. I've become excellent at not longing for anything, (always just accepting) but a weak moment or two won't kill me.
I'm currently debating on whether or not to file a motion to show cause against someone for violating a parenting agreement. I have a hard time following through with things because I make decisions based on how I would want to be treated. But I would never and haven't ever treated the exes like they were pukey garbage IN REGARDS TO THE KIDS. Hey, I'm honest. And I'm learning that allowing this manic monster to rage and drag me around like a marionette is hurting all three of my kids. It creates panic and stress in the house when, "Mommy's crying because he won't tell her where Silas is." My kids are so well rounded...how did I do that...so wonderfully behaved and good mannered...they don't deserve the drama some guy causes.
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