I rolled up to a light. A boy and man were at the corner.
The boy and I had smiles of mutual admiration for each other.
The man said to the kid "look at this asshole".
The poor kid's smile vanished because he didn't want to disappoint his guardian.
My smile disappeared too. I wasn't doing anything wrong.
I guess all the man needed to be happy was to make us as sad as he is.
The primitive action the man took looked very familiar.
I think I just met my ex wife's perfect soul-mate!
She left me after 10 years and then decided she hated me after I emerged better than ever.
I tried to warn my GF and the kids not to be too laugh-y when they got dropped off.
Mom was getting meaner and meaner no matter what we did. She clearly had a problem with our existence period.
She selfishly scarred all of us by keeping the kids from me for almost two years now. She has already done more damage to them then anything she trumped up that I would do.
They love their Dad so this must be just crazy making for them. They know there is nothing wrong with me.They know my house is very calm, quiet and loving and Mom's place is like the deck of a crazy fishing trawler with bickering seagulls everywhere.I'm so worried about my babies.
I get up at 7 or so everyday because of 12 years baby raising.
Now instead of spending that time doing all that stuff I'm highly trained to do, I'm stuck in a chair... with an invisible thumb of despair holding me down... helpless until it's almost time to paint a smile on.
Then i go hang out with people who look just like my own kids.
I never had a problem before or since and I always payed my bills. I never been arrested and i never had to take the kids to the hospital. I have lived in the same place 3 years and had a bank account for 6. There is no body count behind Dingo only a loving comunity...so why can I have zero contact with my kids? How is that ok with everyone?
I know..everybody has problems..like Louis CK say's a 40 YO male is last in line for sympathy.
Funny that I wouldn't be able to handle this without Olive Rootbeer but my happiness with Olive Rootbeer is what pushed the lady off the deep end in the first place.
Irony is so ironic.
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