I disclosed and got put through a chipper/shredder.

My son's party is tonight. Still is not welcome. I like to make a very big deal about my kid's birthdays. They are my two most wonderful gifts from God...exactly as I had asked him for.

"Oh, but you'll have your own celebration." Sorry...Private, after-the-date, just me-and-them stuff is sad. Its depressing as f***. Its lonely. Its pitiful. Nothing will be as emotionally black as those birthday parties with the Court's Guardian Ad Litem waiting in the other room, but I thought once the $250K was spent on my side of the divorce, the added pain might stop.

I had a nightmare last night about his birthday, and me getting together with the kids. It was so depressing.

No idea how to fix this bullet wound.
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