I haven't made a post in many months. I really need someone to talk too. I just don't know where else to turn. My wife is so irresponsible and I am in tears because of everything she is doing. We made an agreement with child custody and she broke her deal. I have a legal document signed by her. She quit her job and is living with another man. I am not going for this. I am taking a day off tomorrow and going to the court house and filing papers against her if I can. I can't deal with this stress anymore. I was so happy till these past few weeks. All I want to do is be a good father and she is holding me back. My blood pressure is high and on the verge of a heart attack. She will not give me where she is living and no contact number. I have no clue how my son is doing. What should I do? I want to give up and just say to her get the F*(&*(K out of my life. I can't do that because of my son. I love my son dearly and I am afraid all the stress is going to kill me. I ach all the time and have bad chest pains. I was so pissed that I was literally sweeting. I need a friend and don't even have that. Why am I the one getting all the shit. I have been nice my entire life! Why do women do this. I am getting to the point of not wanting anything to do with women. Any ideas?
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