I’ve been really stressed out tonight and I’m trying really hard not to stress eat.  There’s nothing that I’m going to go into specifically  because it doesn’t matter. 

I’m venting here because I just feel shitty, angry and frustrated, all at the same time.

3…..2……1……..Rant

There is no part of my current situation that’s I’ve asked for.  There’s no part of playing the role I was forced into that’s fair. 

I didn’t ask to have my life turned upside down  and my faith in committed relationships rendered to nothing but ash. 

Most of all, I didn’t ask to ever be in a position where I have to make decisions about what’s best for my kids in regards to their Mother. 

If there’s ever been a solitary notion that I’m happy to be in the position I’m currently in, I’ve either grossly misspoke or you’ve misunderstood my message. 

Just so we’re absolutely clear as crystal.

I hate and I mean HATE having to make decisions about my kids best interests, that go against grain, so to speak. 

There is no part of me that derives any pleasure from saying no or that’s not best for the kids. I’m heartbroken at any thoughts to the contrary.

I didn’t ask for this new job but I take it very seriously. I will do right by my kids, regardless of whether a particular decision makes me or anyone else happy or not.  They will always come first and I will make any sacrifice necessary to accomplish that task.

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