As I write this, my son and I are on our way into Myrtle Beach where the STBX will be picking him up. Our plane out of Detroit was already 30 minutes late, so he may miss “meet the teacher night” altogether.
I truly enjoyed my time with my son. I fear I will miss him far more than I even realize now. I cried a little as we left my parents’ house today; but I’m doing better for now.
Last night, the STBX tells me that she’s going to need me to pay her in order to stay on her insurance. With each passing day, I’m feeling more like Lando Calrissian: this deal is getting worse all the time. It seems like every day, she goes back on one more thing we agreed upon.
I know things could be far worse, but they could be better. Jesus, I’m gonna miss my son.
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