My ex husband is being an ass. Demanding that I change Trenton's school because of the trouble he got into last week. That I get him away from the "Mexicans" and "Ghetto Trash". Yeah, he's a real treasure. Oh, and this is after he forgot to pick Trenton up this morning. Supposed to be here at 10am. I finally called at 11:30am. Left a message. He called back at 12:30pm with that voice that you only have when you first wake up. Showed up around 1:15pm. Dropping him off is when the threatening to get a lawyer involved to force me to take Trenton to a different school happened.
I'm as glad as I am sick that Trenton has no idea his father is such an incredibly self righteous prick.
Obviously, I was more than upset when he left. Then in an attempt to vent, I tried talking to my husband about it. However, 30 seconds in, he declared the conversation over. Completely ignored that I needed to talk about it. Thanks for being there and all that. Not that I was surprised. Pretty much par for the course as far as how much my feeling matter. So I have no where to go. Nowhere to vent.
Which is completely stupid, because that's what this blog was created for. To give me an outlet since I don't have one otherwise. Except then my husband complained about it and started telling everyone how I constantly "bitched" about him in my blog. As if my blog isn't MINE. So I started keeping all my frustation and all my anger and hurt to myself.
But I'm tired of that. I'm tired of so.many.things.