The Damage of An Angry Co-Parent
She got the house, the kids, and the money. She played nice for about a year and a half. Then she got greedy. She didn't like my new prosperity and happiness.
She got the house, the kids, and the money. She played nice for about a year and a half. Then she got greedy. She didn't like my new prosperity and happiness.
As we move forward as "this half" of the family, I am certain that my best time with my kids is ahead of me. And that's all the good news you need to hear today. Keep going.
My actions and words are all I can control. My goal is to always do my best. And give everyone around me their own agency to make plans, change plans, and find their own way forward.
Then my divorce happened. I went from fat and happy to fat and homeless in a matter of months. My writing ignited.
I don't want fame, I want tenacity and creative inspiration that keeps me lit up and firing all of my guns at once.
The thrill of getting to a second date... Well, don't blow it. Just be cool. Don't lead to fast or too far. Take your signals from your date. Listen intently for emotional intelligence. Are they telling stories about past relationships, or future ideas, or work, or working out?
Work. Day job. Tired man. Trading my time and skill for some money. And the end of the week is just a few hours ahead.
Something about my celebration of my kids, my ability to house them while it was my weekend, caused my ex-wife more fury.