Daddysredhead
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Joined: 11/6/2005 From: Northern (yet still part of the South) Virginia Status: offline
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I hate it when my van dies... totally and completely... in the darkness... on part of the highway with no lights... and the Things are freaking because the headlights are gone and we are driving blind... no electrical system whatsoever... and it dies. Kids screaming, Mommy freaking, but thank God, my ex came to get us and bring us home since we just left his place, getting the kids' stuff. Now, I'm wondering what the hell I do because I have no money to repair it and no credit cards, and it's sitting along the road, and I'm here... at home. I am thankful that my ex is still friendly enough that he told the kids to be extra nice and compliant with me because my nerves were just about shot. What do I do now? I have no fucking clue. I guess I see if my nephew can tow it tomorrow, and put it here in the parking lot, where it will just sit since I can't pay to get it fixed. Thing 2 was right when she said, "Mommy, at least it didn't happen when you were on your way to work and the brakes died or something. At least Daddy was around to bring us home, that means he's a good Daddy, right?" All I could do was cry and tell her "Yes" to everything she said. Thing 1 just held me and patted my head while I sobbed into his shoulder. It's amazing to have your son, all of 12 years old, nearly 5'7", hold you and say, "Mom, it'll be ok somehow." My ex said, "This, too, shall pass. At least I was around to get you guys back home." My Dad gave me a kiss on the head just let me cry into his arms, then said, "Tomorrow, you take my car to work. Let me know what you want done with your van and I'll make sure it gets done." Guess what? I don't know what I want done. I'm a mess, crying into my laptop, typing on a message board, wondering what to do, wishing that I had some sort of resources to get it fixed, and wishing to God that I didn't have to be the grown up. I hate this. DaddyBoo's phone is turned off and He isn't nearby, and even if He were, there's not a damn thing He could do to fix this mess. *sorry for the pity party, but I am truly at my wits' end right now... and the kids just want me to come to bed... to make a Mommy sandwich - where I sleep in between them... bless their hearts... I guess it's all they know to do to make me feel better* God bless all of you for "listening." I know there are people who have it much worse than me, but this has really done me in tonight.
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