Served

I got up yesterday to go to the duty counsel in order to get direction on where to go.  He walked out of the office of one of them, and as soon as he saw me, he looked to the ground and went right by me even as I was saying to him “we need to talk.”

He ignored me.

I got served today.  All he wants is visitation and division of parenting.  That’s nice that he wants it.  He can want it all he wants.


I had to do something today I never wanted to do, but maybe it’ll help my kids and get them some counselling.


I have run myself ragged.  On top of that, I have to sterilize the place, with the kids, because the landlord is doing an inspection on Wednesday.  When it rains, it pours.

I’m slowly reconnecting with Spitfire.

“I thought I had lost you.”

I thought I had to give her, and all my supports up, in order to keep going.  My supports wanted us to stay together as a family.  I know where I belong.

Spitfire has tried, repeatedly, to get through to him.


I had to put my foot down.  I had had enough.

The only way to go from here is up.

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