So, yesterday left me with this feeling of hate. I hate myself. I hate my life. I hate my ex. I hate his girlfriend. I hate raising a child in a broken home. I hate being broke. I hate being alone. I hate it all.
My daughter loves to go swimming. She decided she did want to go with ex and girlfriend to their “family get together.”
I lost. I tried to be this fun parent, but how can I compete?
I know my kid loves to go swimming. I can’t swim. So, taking her to the pool is a horrible experience. I’m stuck sitting by the side of the pool, or wading in water that I can actually touch the ground. I’m too fat to do any slides or inner tubes.
I hate giving up my time with my daughter. But, it is not in my personality or character to be the type of ex-wife that keeps her children from their dad.
But, come on, one hour. I can swallow my pride, my hurt, my loneliness, all of my emotions and let my daughter go swimming for one hour.
Things never work like that with ex. One hour turns into two.
About the time he is supposed to bring her home, I get a text from him asking to keep her an additional hour so she can swim longer.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?
Guys, I hate myself for what I did after that…
I let her swim for another hour. BUT I TEXTED EX MY FEELINGS!! WTF was I thinking?!?!
He sent me a text saying thank for. I said I didn’t do it for him. I did it because our daughter loves to go swimming. I was angry that he asked for my daughter for “family time” and took my only family on my day! I was angry that he tells my daughter that I yell at him. I hate that I still care about a man that doesn’t give a shit about me.
Did I text that?
Did I hit send?
Really?!?! WTH, Stormie? Why would you do something so bloody stupid?!?!
He responses that I do yell at him and if I had a problem with our daughter swimming then I shouldn’t have let her go.
I HATE MY EX-HUSBAND!!
Then, found out a event I was pricing tickets for to take my daughter and me to, ex beat me to it. He bought all of them tickets. Really?!?