It's me agian. Sorry. I swear this group is the only thing that is keeping me semi-sane right now. SO I drop my kids off at daycare this morning and I feel terrible and guilty and horrible. My daughter is crying and telling me this is the worst summer of her life. (She is upset because I have to work full time since the soon to be divorce...she hates that I am gone all the time...hates the babysitter...pretty much hates life) So I feel like I should get the Worst Mother of The Year Award and STUPIDLY decide to call her father. I tell him that Makina is feeling bad and maybe he could go take her to lunch today. And he starts in on me..."you see Michele...this is what happens when people get divorced. Now you have to leave your kids and work all the time. See what you are doing to them. And blah blah blah". Now I feel worse. I hate him...I really do. He never friggin sees his kids anyway. Ok-every other weekend. He lives 1/4 mile from my house. I am so pissed. Why did I even call the asshole. Now I jsut feel worse. Horrible. Terrible. Guilty. UGH.
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