I haven't picked up again. So I've decided to get all info I can, I'll even be getting the help of a certain resident stalker. When I have a sit down meeting with the guy I plan on speaking my mind, being very firm in what I tell him, and referencing his own kids and supposedly soon to be ex in a non-threatening way and leave it at that. The ex has called with attitude in her voice and I've just been nice and nonchalant. I could tell it grated on her nerves, and all that did was kind of bum me out that she was being like that instead of being happy it got a rise out of her. I've been documenting everything and am going to suggest going to mediation to really get a solid custody agreement set. Verbal won't do anymore. I'll keep things
Joint but will push to be the primary parent and think I should be able to get it. especially if I get this DoD job I feel pretty decent about. I'll have provisions put in place that will both protect Qbacca and will hold us both accountable. I know she'll be ed when I push for the primary thing, but her behavior since before we split has been unacceptable from when she just stopped giving her breast milk without even talking to me about it all.
Funny it took me getting to the end of my rope and ing up to be able to step back and see things clearly, but I guess this could be God working in a mysterious way. On the job note, if I get it, I'll be working around the worst things mankind has ever created (aside from religion), and will be trained at Aberdeen Proving Grounds by military elite motherers on how to deal with disasters. This both frightens and excites me.
Also, don't relapse guys. That hurts when you don't do it daily. I swear to god, I drank well over a gallon of water and when I finally pee'd I'm reasonably sure it was Tang. I smelled the beer cans in my trash and ralphed instantly. No hint it was coming.
A New Beginning
Support group for EF members recovering from addictions and/or disorders.