Childish Things

HE was in the other room with my child laughing and playing, my child who kicked another child last night, not ten minutes after HE arrived two hours late ("I forgot it was Thursday")

HE is unable to see how his behavior affects Al, that the deadline for the scholastic book club order was today, and the child support check,  all $127.00 of it, is M.I.A. again. 

I have a job interview on Saturday.

Someday it won't matter whether or not HE functions, remembers, agrees, participates, cares, grows up, is in denial, is out of denial, tells the truth, goes the distance, can find his ass with both hands, says thank you.

Someday, the years he stole from me tearing me down will be a blur. For now they are crystal clear, and he is Al's father in the same breath.

I hate him for what he has done.

Al loves his father, because I,  I am a liar.

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I like this sentence: "Someday it won't matter whether or not HE functions, remembers, agrees, participates, cares, grows up, is in denial, is out of denial, tells the truth, goes the distance, can find his ass with both hands, says thank you."

It sounds like my ex-husband, who is 46 going on 12. If he ever took responsibility for anything, paid his back child support, and stopped living in a fantasy world where I am the villian and he is blameless, I might faint.

Yeah, I can relate...