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Originally Posted by Franksshow Dear Sunny,
I was married 20 years to the first ***. He is an alchohlic,diabetic mess-My daughter lives with him,My second Hubby is the one with Kidney failure-stage 4 according to his gfr-He to can be an ***. My first hubby and I were together for 10 years and seperated for the other 10. My new hubby said under no circumstances could any of my children move in with us after we were married-At the time I lived in a home that my mother half owened-Long story short-Kids were scattered and other owner of the house illeaglly evicted me-Moved in with second husband who at the time was an alcholic as well-Lost my job and got stuck-When he got the cancer he stopped drinking-Much better person but still an *** when it comes to my children-Even tho my youngest is 19 now-My heart breaks. She had a rough year-she too ended up with a real ***. Drank and did drugs and she got pregneat. Unfortunatly my grandaughter Fiona was with us only three short days. I thank god a year later my daughter finally dumbed her boyfriend and moved in with her dad-But he treats her rotten. MEN
K |
K,
Reading your story broke my heart. You have gone through so much yet were so willling to offer support to another, me. Thank you. I'm sure not all men are a**es but it sure seems like the majority are. Why?
I know alot of it is pride, at least in my dh's case and from counseling I learned (many times) that anger comes from hurt. I get that, I really do. Doesn't mean its fair. My giving my dh a kidney, out of love and caring, has transpired into I gave him the kidney so he'd be able to go back to work and support us. !!!!! So to get even, he refuses to work (I am sure there are many days he truly isnt capable, I'm not a *itch) but when he pushes himself working 12-15 hr days for months on end, spends every penny on useless items that sit stacked in our garage or basement rather than saving for the days he can't work...., then he refuses to pursue any assistance. Says it makes him feel 'less then' and he refuses to be made to feel that way. What??? When my kids were little, my youngest just a month old, he left me (to cheat on me 'legally', haha). My business was closed for several weeks due to my daughter just being born and I was slapped with a citation for not having a "CLOSED" sign posted on my front door (I ran a legal in home day care/preschool for 10 yrs) and because an asbestos abatement was taking place in the daycare area, I was cited again and again and my daughter was not listed as my own w/the state so I was illegally caring for an infant while suppossedly closed...you have no idea. (To my credit I fought each and every citation w/the state and won my case, no money involved, just a cleared state record and a formal apology from the state worker!!). Anyway, during all this I had nothing, no money for formula, diapers anything! Friends and family gave what they could then my best friend drove me to the state aid office and sat w/me as I applied for assistance. Did I feel like a failure? yes. Here I had a great business, loyal customers and a good name with the state and clientele (I was later appt as a liason between the state day care dept and folks wanted to become lic'd daycare providers). But I did it. I applied for assistance. All I could get was $200/month for food. But I did it and took it graciously b/c anything helped!
Nowadays my kids feel shame b/c they are entitled to free lunches at the schools and often bring in their own earned money to buy snacks rather than be humiliated by the school lunch ladies. They're kids and all kids are subject to the cruel behavior of their peers so I understood.
Anyway, I would gladly accept any assistance we can get (and I have a full time job now). Ahh, know what, its too long a story. Bottom line is I have always said and mean w/all my heart, I would live in a cardboard box w/my family if we could just be happy and grateful for what we do have. My kids do not suffer much otherwise. They didnt ask to be brought into this world w/a sick dad. But they have learned that they can work hard for what they want and have a better appreciation for their things and I am trying to teach them to just be happy....a feat that will go unmet due to their father's internal unhappiness. I wish he would go to FL w/his mom. I'd be willing to sacrifice even moreso just to be out from under his nasty wing.
K, good luck to you and sorry to bore you w/my misery when you have enough of your own. I'd keep you in my prayers but I have really lost faith in my god as well. Peace.
Sunny