In my family we are all divorced, I guess we know how to do it and how not to do it. I'm used to always caring about the person who gets ousted and seeing them around. I mean when my family gets married there are always kids involved (one exception but not the point). So of coarse it's best for the kids to see we are still a family.
Shit my brother's ex-wife was a sister to me and is still a great friend. I mean listen, he bought her into my life my freshman year of high school so was my best friend and pretty much lived in my room until they got married. She did something shitty to him, not me. Yeah I was pissed for awhile, he is my brother, but they had a beautiful child together. They didn't work out, they were high school sweethearts got married and then had a kid too young. She served her time, I still love her.
Anyways my point is. I have LOVED his family fiercely for almost 15 years. I don't think I have been more hurt by anyone since I realized my biological father was such an asshole.
I am the one who has picked out all their gifts, supported their family member, driven their grandmother to the doctor, cared for their children, and made a man out of their brother and son. Taken him from a college dropout to a successful hard working wonderful father.
Our divorce is as amicable as they go, for chrissakes he still sleeps next to me while we sort shit out. We can't they still want me to?
Now my best friend is pissed at me and won't even talk to me, for I don't even know why .... honestly. I know it's because I don't have a filter and I've said something to piss her off, but she knows me she knows my heart is in her hands.
Fuck I need my mom. Never has there been a harder time in my life that I needed her.
Now I have to be the strong one, the mom, for my kids.
No comments:
Post a Comment