Hurt and betrayal are very familiar sensation.
Sunday I was told that basically because my child mothers friend was coming over, that I wasn't welcome there to see my children, because her friend and I don't get along. (Basically this friend of hers and I used to be very very good friends, but she basically turned on me for reasons unknown to anyone by herself and my ex wife). So I left without incident, and then wrote her an email explaining how hurt I was.
She responded by telling me that 1. she didn't do anything wrong. 2. that my girlfriend (Whom both our dauthers love, and whom she herself has said is awesome) shouldn't be coming to her house (As if we were planning on hanging out with her), 3. If my feelings got hurt too bad because I don't contribute to my children so basically she can treat me any way she wants.
So let's get this straight... I drive from Troy to Dundee at least once a week to take our children out too do -something- on my own dime (Never once has she offered to meet me at the front door let alone even a quarter of the way there.) She receives child support as long as I'm working, and refuses to give me joint custody and has even told me in no uncertain terms will they -ever- stay with me... but has the audacity to tell me 1. I don't spend enough time with them and 2. that I don't contribute.
Mind you she lives with her mother (The girls grandmother) who babysits the children between 10 and 24 hours each day while she goes off to play games with her friends, goes out to the bars at least twice a week, and is present at many -many- social events, and organizational events.
Now mind you this is a woman who explained to me not 3 weeks ago that she still loves me.
Yeah... MUST have been the love.
Is there a reason people just feel the need to kick me in the balls every chance they get?
You know how I feel? Like the lowest common denominator.
CixWicked