Rant warning, it’s been a long night, and I need somewhere to vent...

Just over 2 months ago, we split up. Since then, I’ve tried to see our 2 children as much as possible, and literally at every turn, I’ve been shot down, unless it been convenient for her.

First, she sent her new boyfriend to my house to break in, and when he didn’t find me there, he showed up at my job to yell threats at me in the parking lot. Luckily, she made the stupid move of calling a buddy of mine’s wife (she didn’t realize we still talked) and he promptly called me to tell me the guy was making legitimate death threats. I ended up calling the police, couldn’t press charges because I didn’t have shit for proof until about 2 weeks later. In the meantime, I didn’t dare have my kids at the house Incase she pulled another stunt like that. I didn’t want to subject my children to the violence. So I didn’t get to see them for 2 weeks, until I finally got fed up with it and asked to see them. In the meantime, she’s been neglecting and endangering the kids. Drinking and driving, 7 people in a 3 bedroom apartment (the kids don’t have a room there), her brother doing drugs in front of the kids and refusing to take care of them until they have begged for at least an hour, her father has been accused of molesting children, and the new babysitters boyfriend just got out of jail on a murder rap, just to name a few. Since she didn’t work for the majority of the marriage, and blew through my money faster than I made it on gambling and alcohol, I don’t have a nest egg to afford an attorney currently, but I decided to contact one that’s a friend of a friend. The attorney told me to contact DSS, which I did, but they have yet to do anything, and I highly doubt they will. So I decided to attempt a restraining order on behalf of myself and/or the kids, and because I waited to file so I didn’t mess up the investigation with dss, there was now little chance I would be able to get anything in place.

I’m lucky to see the kids once every 2 weeks, and only for a few hours at a time. Most of the time, I try to make it as enjoyable as possible for the kids, but my daughter is so confused as to what’s going on between mommy and daddy that there usually ends up being at least one emotional breakdown per visit. Meanwhile, the ex works night shift at my uncles bar, doesn’t get off until 2am, and doesn’t wake up until 11am to go to work, and when she is off work, she’s either at the bar drinking or out with her friends, away from the kids. So I proposed that they stay with me at night. I get off work at 6, my only other engagement is going to the gym (at midnight, so it doesn’t interfere with my time with the kids), they have a bedroom, and I make decent money to support them. Plus, it’s a stable environment, as I live by myself. I’ve asked for this arrangement for 2 months, and any time I bring it up, she finds some way to keep me from the kids.

Tonight, she claimed she wanted to go to mediation, to offer her custody plan of week on/week off, which would be fine with me if her living situation were better. But currently, it’s not. So instead of compromising, which she’s claiming she’s trying to do, she’s quitting her job tomorrow to move 2 hours away (still in state) to strongarm me into meeting her custody requirements.

I’m just fucking done with it. I’m tired of her manipulating me, using the kids against me, or constantly bashing me as a deadbeat father and a piece of shit to anyone and everyone. She’s literally gone to the point of messaging a girl I was talking to on Facebook, telling her that she was pregnant again, and we were working on the relationship, but I had a habit of cheating with people I meet online. So after ruining any possible relationship I may ever end up having with this new girl, I confronted her with screenshots of the messages, and she lied straight to my face about it. Claimed it wasn’t her. The messages literally linked to my ex’s profile. I’m so over this marriage, that it literally doesn’t bother me in the least that she’s out trying to sleep with as many people as possible, including an old military buddy of mine. I don’t care. It doesn’t hurt, I don’t miss her, I don’t want her back. Worst part is, I love my kids to no end, but I’m so sorry that i ever had them with her, because now I’m tied to her for the next 18 years. It’s been only 2 months and I’ve already had to go through all of this, the next 18 are going to be hell if I want any chance of staying in my kids lives.

Whelp, gym time it is. Going to listen to some Robert Frank motivation, and get juicy af and blow off some steam.