Stbex watched the kids all day today. They didn’t have school but my district did so I had to go to work.
When I got home I did not go in the house. I walked over to my neighbors house and chatted for 30 mins. I can’t be anywhere near him. I cannot stand the sight of him.
I sent him a text telling him that I was across the street and he can leave so I can go home.
“Why?”
Why?? Because you are a complete douchebag and I cannot stand the fact that you have been in the house with the kids all day. Because I want to see the kids. I want to get into my sweats and be lazy without you there.
That anger came back up from the darkest places in my soul. The rage, bitterness, sadness.
All erupted in me like an active volcano.
So of course I start to text him sarcastic things.
“Thanks for putting the kids clothes away. I love doing it all myself.” (He didn’t put them away after he told me that he would)
“Do you enjoy this lifestyle? Because I do and so do the kids!”
“Are you happy with your choices?”
All while knowing I will never get answers that will satisfy me.
I have no self control.
blessings in disguise 