Eclipse

To The Man In The Moon  -
I have a hard time trying to not let things I can't control bother me. Not in the same way Matt does. He totally gets butt hurt about some silly stuff sometimes. 😂Frustrated. Is what he gets. But in the every day moments, I find my anger about how much everyone always pretends or lies and the insenserity behind things really makes my blood boil.

Dustin is acting like a child. He won't help out. He won't do his share. The only thing he will do is take Liam to school and bring him home. Even though I have to wake him up to even do that. 
He seems to think he can just do what he wants when he feels like it. And we are all just supposed to be okay with it. 
All weekend that man didn't pay attention. To his child. Not once. Not for 5 minutes Not for anything. He didn't care that he had said he would play games with him or give him a shower. Just slept and got up to eat and shower and left. 
Liam kept trying and he was upset and kept apologizing and saying he made things worse. He thinks he's the problem. And that infuriates me. How dare he make that 11 year old boy feel like he is a problem? 
As a 41 year old man he is a pathetic piece of shit who doesn't have the right to treat his sob like that. And yet I am the bad guy. Fucking asshole piece of shit. It's sad whe. I thought he would possibly grow up and realize he's too old to act so damn immature and irresponsible.  Instead he's making his kid feel like he's in the wrong for being to annoying and wanting to be his kid. As hard as I try, I can't respect him and the way he is being. I just have to figure out how to get away from him and Liam away from him until he can act like an adult and a damn father. 
So at 11:11 when the full moon was eclipsed all I could do was hope for Liam that things get better. That I do better. That Matt does better. And that his freaking father does better because the kid deserves it. 

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