Every time he comes around, it's like another cut. He doesn't care how much he is hurting all of us. My sons beg him to stay, he says he can't, he has stuff to do. I don't understand how you can look your children in the face and LIE to them. I've had to gather my screaming child up off the floor while his father just stood there looking at him while he begged his father not to leave. I can see the callous that my son is starting to build on his heart and it just breaks mine. I miss the Sunday paper and making fun of commercials, and having someone to breath beside me while we sleep. I miss him and I wish I didn't
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