Just can’t stop smiling :-)
Missing my love….
Can’t wait for a day when I can come home to her
Haven’t posted it a while. Feeling very alone, unworthy, berated, and not trusting. Thinking I need to shut down
Originally posted on Dan_Dlion's Song:
Reblogged from furaffinity:
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My Ex-Wife is a nut job. I have finally totally and fully accepted that. She will always be off her rocker. This should not matter to me…except for the fact that I had kids with her, and because of that, I am stuck communicating with her until my youngest is 18. I have six more years. I don’t know if I can make it.
I never imagined that I could feel such disdain for someone I once called my best friend. Someone I once loved.
But I do.
I am DONE. I will no longer make any effort to share any part of the kid’s lives with her. Whatever involvement or lack thereof she chooses will be up to her.
I will remain vigilant and look out for the wellbeing of my children.
I will protect them…even from her, should it become necessary.
I am scared for them. If she can’t manage to keep them fed for a weekend, how will she fair now that she has them for a week at a time? (Our summer schedule)
If she has trouble functioning…and doesn’t leave the house…what then for my kids? My youngest will be there alone for five days this coming week. My eldest will be off at JROTC camp. My youngest already has socialization issues. I had only recently gotten him to interact with some friends again. He has no friends at her place.
When I picked the boys up the last time the first thing out of their mouths was: “Feed us!”
It was past 1 in the afternoon and neither of them had eaten. When I fed them they acted like they were starving. They each ate several pieces of chicken, devoured a box of crackers, ate a large carton of strawberries, downed a gallon of milk, etc.
But what really gets me is when her crazy comes out to play. The kid’s therapist will tell me that he’s gotten an email from her….
And she makes another crazy attempt to turn something good into something bad.
The therapist thinks she needs help. Outside of when she sits in on the boys visits I don’t know if she’s getting any. I sincerely hope so. For their sake.
My life has been so much better since the divorce. I should have gotten out sooner. I should have seen the crazy. When she cut herself it was already too late.
She can take her fat polyamorous ass back to whatever hell she came from. The sooner the better.
Originally posted on Lessons From the End of a Marriage:
One of the more difficult concepts for middle school students to master is integers. Specifically, adding and subtracting integers. Even when the concept is introduced with concrete and tangible examples, the students still struggle with the often counterintuitive nature of negative numbers.
You see, in elementary school, they are taught that addition always results in more and subtraction, less. But once those numbers become negative, the results are often reversed.
One of the ways I help them remember the rules for adding and subtracting integers in by relating it to relationships:
When a good person comes into your life, it improves the value.
When a good person leaves your life, it reduces the value.
When a bad person comes into your life, it reduces the value.
And the one they have the hardest time understanding…
When a bad person leaves your life, it increases the value.