I was going to post something vituperative about custody here but I don’t have the energy to do it now. I will, however, say, “Had I but been a mindreader, we might still be together, and now that we’re not and I’m still not, it just makes it impossible for me to know when I get the kids and when I don’t.”
View →It’s 8:15 and she’s still not back yet. It’s a good thing I’ve had four years of experience getting the kids ready and off for the day by myself!
View →My ex got the GPS enabled on her phone. Now she can find her way home from any Salvation-Army-rescued bed in the Indy metro area.
View →She’s really gonna miss me this winter. I always used to start her car.
And I’m already inured to coldness, physical and emotional!
View →She rented the house across the street from the sitter. She moves in at the end of this month. Evidently my belief that we’d weather one last holiday season as a family was a misunderstanding on my part.
View →Here are my tips for when life falls apart. They’re slightly different than Shirt’s.
Your mileage may vary. In fact, it should, because don’t do any of this shit. This is just what I do because I can’t do much else. If you can follow the eat well/exercise/be open plan, good on yer.
So I was driving home tonight and I realized that some people probably still enjoy life on some level. I mean, they wake up and they want to be awake and can’t wait to start the day or something like that. I don’t know how common this is. I haven’t wanted to be conscious in years.
So here goes: Do you enjoy life and love being alive, etc., or are you just tolerating it out of obligation to society and children or hope that something good will happen some day?
Edit: Also, yes, I know I need to get help. I have an appointment for two weeks from now. Apparently patience is a virtue that being mentally ill teaches thanks to the healthcare system.
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