…so, I went to pick up daughter2 and x-son2. They had a slumber party all weekend and were ‘too tired’ to spend time with me. I told them it was ok, that maybe I’d be able to see them the next weekend or something. Then I went home and cried.
I can’t talk to wife2 about it because she just gets irrationally mad that I ‘have a better relationship’ with the ‘other kids’…
…so I cried for a while then wife2 and I went to the bookstore to get some coffee and browse. The coffee section was closed for construction. I wanted to cry again…
