I was thinking today of telling my ex not to come in this house anymore. It depresses me to think of it coming to this point, but he gives me no choice. He comes here almost every night to go across the street to work on his mom's house that she is selling. He comes in for a minute, and I don't see him until the next night. It's nice that he wants to see the kids, but I've told him a hundred times to at least treat me nice, and like a person. He doesn't, and I might as well be invisible! He leaves, and I cry myself to sleep. I'm going to tell him not to come here, and make arrangements to see the kids elsewhere. I'm tired of his crap! For goodness sake he couldn't even put two bills I had ready to be mailed in a mailbox. His excuse - wouldn't be passing a mailbox going to the OW house - yeah right! Did it myself - I don't need or want him to do things for me ever!
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