No. I don't hate you because you left me. I don't hate you because you moved on. I hate you because you changed. it wasn't "people age and we earn different values as we grow" type of change. It was straight up overnight "I'm gonna be like one of the cunts that's in the movies" change. Yup you did that shit. The "my life isn't depressing enough better whine about trivial horse shit on Facebook" shit.
That's fine. You can be you.
You took my kids into it. You left. With both of them. You told people I was violent because I punched a hole in the wall and wouldn't let you leave. Poor you. Poor you.
I signed over the house. It's yours. Just let me see the kids.
"Dad mom has a new friend"
Awesome. Let's explain that mom is dick chasing to my 4 year old.
I hate you because I have to explain to my child why mom has a lot of new friends. Why I can't come home. Why he can't stay with me. I hate you because I gave you everything I ever had and you destroyed it. I hate you because you don't even care. I hate you because tomorrow morning you will wake up and you will be better off because of me and I will look deep into my sons eyes and debate whether I would trade his love for the chance of us never meeting. I fucking hate you dude.
