Before I start I want to say that as ya'll that I don't have to remind you as to how opinionated I really am, so that being said ... I think everyone has their definition as to what their 'tough time' really is. To me, my life really sucks. Maybe you can relate ... maybe you can't. Maybe you would think; "Wow, is this the worse thing that can happen to this guy?" Maybe you would think; "Thank God this isn't me" I seperated from my wife of 17 years on March 30th 2006. We have two sons 13, and 15. Our divorce was finalized this Febuary. By then not only was she seeing another guy but he was living in our home, playing with our boys, and .... now this is the fun part .... she was pregnant with his baby. Did I mention the part that all this was in place before our divorce was final? In my divorce my beautiful black pickup was taken. I was literaly erased from my home meaning no image of me, no reminders of me exsisted in our home. Today December 4th 2007 they had their baby, and he emailed me to remind me of that also that he's the one who has my pickup and is enjoying it soooooo much. Am I bitter? Bet your ass I'm bitter. Jobless, bell palsy, kids seperated from me while living with my Xs' boyfriend, his teenage troubled teenage daughter, and their new child, and no way of getting around and no healthcare all on this wonderful Holiday season. Before you ask yourself if you've fallen on tough times ... read this. Maybe you havent gotten it so bad after all.
