We split after 8 years of up and downs, splitting time with our kid 50/50. The days that I don’t have her, god I miss her so much. And if being honest I miss our family, I know we weren’t gonna work out, no matter how goddamn hard I tried and probably for the best for the kid, but we had our moments, y’know. And I can’t go through pictures of the kid without seeing her, goddamn kid looks just like her.

I miss our moments, our talks, eating dinner together. I have to fight myself and remind myself this is what she wanted. I miss my family, I hate this empty home we built.