I'm an asshole
This week has been a struggle. It's hard when the blows just keep coming and I have to keep getting up every morning and slog through another miserable day. But, hey, this is the world I created. These are my decisions. I have to live with them. Pardon me while I vent, though. My ex-wife is currently enjoying a 10-day vacation with my parents. How many ex-daughters-in-law go on vacations with their ex-in-laws (who leave their sons behind)? I mean, I can't really take a vacation anyway since I'm taking classes and someone has to take the trash out at work. It reminds me of the scene in She's Out of My League where the main character's whole family goes to Branson (all wearing their Branson Bound sweatshirts), even taking along his shitty ex-girlfriend AND her new boyfriend. I mean, it's comical, yet it's my life. You can't make this shit up. I mean, how is one supposed to feel about this situation? What's the logic? Clearly, this broadcast...