It’s hard being me, it really is. Yesterday I was supposed to give my daughter #2 her birth certificate so she could give it to her mother for stuff regarding school. It is part of the wonderful life we have created as completely f’d up parents of divorce that constantly puts the kids in the middle. Instead of being adults we use the kids as messengers. Actually to put myself above it my ex does, I “try” not to, but it is a constant battle we have that never, ever let’s up.
Well my daughter wasn’t at school yesterday because her mother let her skip field day….so I didn’t give her the birth certificate….
and now I air my dirty laundry for you….
Subject: Daughter #2’s Birth Certificate
Donviti,
did you bring it with you today? If so, can you fax or e-mail to me ASAP.
Ex Wife,
Nope, had it yesterday though, but since you let Ash skip out on the field day I left it at home this morning. Feel free to pick it up anytime this weekend.
Donviti,
Screw you, Donviti, You could’ve given it to daugther #3, you pathetic waste of life. And I called your LOVELY WIFE this morning to remind you to bring it.
I will make sure Daughter #2 is aware that the reason her school didn’t have the necessary info is because her FATHER is a LOSER. Because you didn’t already give the poor kid an anxiety attack once when you never sent in her acceptance & she was terrified she’d lose her spot.
STEP UP & BE AN ADULT FOR YOUR CHILDREN’S SAKE. Much of a stretch as I know that’ll be for you.
ahhhhhh so there you have it kids, if you get married, stay married because being divorced is a picnic!