After royally fucking up this weekend I stewed over my past and forgot about all of it come Saturday night. I’m still paying the price and may me be for sometime to come. (Drinking was only a small factor this weekend.) And I didn’t have the kids, mind you. I laid low yesterday, avoiding people.…Read more »
I’m easier on Jackson. I realize that. He struggles more. I may not snap at him as quickly as I do Jake for annoying me. By annoying I mean hear “come here” a million times or “watch me” a hundred more. I’m annoyed, frankly mad, when Jake does something I’ve told him not to do.…Read more »
I’m sitting here thinking about all the snide comments about my texting Adam he made. How frustrated he appeared with me at times. I was nothing but nice to him, always. I’m not going to let anyone treat me like that again. Maybe I shouldn’t be that nice to people either. It reminds me of…Read more »
This morning I was blindsided by the boys asking questions about their half-sister and dad. They want to see their half-sister again. My youngest, again, wanted to know why there aren’t many photos of him with his father. I tried to explain that we weren’t together long after he was born. I didn’t want to…Read more »
Watching Jackson interact with people at the pool. They’re pretending to watch him and act interested in what he wants to show them but they’re looking annoyed. My God how hard it is to watch.
I’m pissing my own self off. I’ll stay here for a while. Kentucky, my job, my house. I had a good friend set my ass straight this morning and it’s what I needed. I have that destination problem where I think there’s a better job, a better city, a better relationship… I do miss Tennessee.…Read more »