I just had the worst bday of my life. It was the first bday since i got married that i was alone. I as not saying that I wanted my ex there, i am saying that i wanted my babies there. Last year I was working at a local Walmart in the tire dept. and my daughter woke up early and got my clothes ready for me on my bday, even though she got dirty clothes because she did not want to wake me...lol. She went and got me clean clothes as soon as told her that. My son made me breakfast that day. Ya know I dont remember what I got for CHRISTmas in 1998, and 2000. Why?
Because in 1998 my son was a year and a half old and sitting in my lap as i helped him open his gifts. The look on his face was all i needed for my gift. Same in 2000 with my daughter. I did get to talk to them for about a few seconds, then their mother lied and said they ran outside, but i could hear them in the background still saying they loved me. What the fuck did i do to deserve her being such a fucking bitch to me. All i did was support her ass for over 10 years. Sometimes I just want to scream, "fucking cunt, dirty slut, pinche puta" Sometimes i wish i could die cuz i feel like i am already dying inside not being able to talk to my babies.
