I’ll start by being honest. When I first learned about you it worried me. Not because you were dating my ex and I still had feelings. Nope not even a little bit. It was the fact that we have two kids together and since they’re older you would have to win them over. I know my kids well enough to know they can be bought, and it was close to Christmas. What if you bought them. What if they liked you more. I’ll admit it, it upset me and I had a good cry. Then I realized, it’s not gonna happen, I’m the mom, I carried them and they’ve spent more time with me than anyone else.
Once I realized this, I was fine. Happy even. You took the pressure off. No more random texts, no more pretending I didn’t get them. No more drunk texts. Shit maybe we could even get along better. He’d actually be happy.
None of that happened. Every time I saw him he looked like he had something stuck up his ass. I was no longer allowed to text him, all communication had to be email and no phone calls. When did I ever call to chat. But whatever, my kids liked you and said you were nice. Worked for me, they were happy and so was I.
But then, yes I know I mention this on every post (obviously not over it) the hospital incident.
You knew my kid was in the hospital and you texted her. WTF did you need to text for. Who the fuck are you. Worthless is what comes to mind. Yes it was a nice message
I guess whatever. But you’re just the girlfriend or in other words, no one. Your role should have been to get her father to the hospital. You knew they were fighting, but you should have realized the relationship they had. Yet you did nothing. How do you date a man and stay with him after finding out he wouldn’t even stand for his daughter. What good are you if you can’t even get a man to see his daughter when tragedy strikes. Use your wiles. Bat your eyes. Threaten him. Jeesus man the fuck up woman! Yes I blame you! How do you stay with him. He’s fighting with an emotional 14-year-old. Really this is the man you wanna love and live with? I knew then we definitely wouldn’t get along. Ever.
Then the random texts started coming. They were from him but odd. Like a jealous girl got a hold of his phone and decided to text his ex then delete it. Really once a month for 3 months. I knew it wasn’t him. I’m not stupid. You are though. I always screen shot those random texts and sent them to him, sorry if his phone is pass-coded now. My bad. So just in case you find this post and are smart enough to realize I’m talking about you this is to you: Why the fuck! Would you even think I wanted that bastard back. I’ve been over him and done with that for years. If I call him it’s about the kids. If I text him it’s about the kids. And as of September 4th, 2013, I fucking hate him. So next time you get the urge to text me from him, remember this is about You, not me. You and him are in a relationship. Not him and me definitely not you and me. Stop being jealous and remember he was a better person before he found you.
I wish you both all the best; love, happiness and a life together forever.