Again I woke up then it turned into a mini diatribe about my chaos this week……….Very Long

This is a mini diatribe.  Not really so mini, but two thousands words written over the week.  I understand if you only make it through the first five hundred words before you start screaming, cussing or just walk away.  Maybe I should have broken it up into small bits, but it really makes more sense…

Long- Update to the update: Young Mums

My child must be having some type of reaction to his generic concerta extended release.  He is aggressive and irrationally obsessed about getting his way.  He tried to talk the pastor into driving him to his father's house to pick up some things on his way back from the retreat.  I, of course, said no. …

I’m really sorry

Tears are pouring down my face I wish I could go back in time and protect my boys I just didn't see that the light at the end of the tunnel was a train. I had hope for so long before I started to derail my car from the train The boys were along for…

The train wreck -Part3

Disclaimer: Feel free to skip this post.  I'm full on venting/ venom spewing but it has been edited as usual.  I'm supposed to create some type of teflon shell, that my ex's behavior is supposed to slide off of.  Well, where the hell do I buy it?  What kind of body dip, doesn't just suffocate…

My child

For the sake of anonymity: I call my youngest son, "my child" Boy #2 gets called, "the tall one" Boy #1 gets called, "the eldest" My child never made it to my house for his weekend visit, last night. The tall one arrived, as scheduled, by boy leg power at my job. A hug, the…