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The War XXVIII: Mind Games III

Sometimes you have to pick the gun up to put the Gun down.

As fucking Usual the standardized bullshit and games continue, and i get a polite little fucking answer that even tho you were required to pay your half under extreme duress in advance, Mommy dearest who is fucking responsible for causing all this hell in All three of our lives get's to make a nice quaint payment plan, Newsflash, I'm not the one under court order to pay the balance, She is.. I am getting sick of these so called fucking professionals who play word and mind games and i have always thought that due to having a prior relationship with a person, you can't be impartial and I strongly fucking suspect that this person will not be an impartial observer, highly recommended maybe... but we all know how well that works out for me.. I'm better off being an asshole and doing things my way. Any time i trust someone else to have my intrests or my son's intrest's in mind.. it fucking backfires. i am sitting here angry after getting a pert little comment from someone who I do not trust to the fact that maybe she might pay, she has two contempts on record and a history of taking her time slowing down the court because she likes to play mental mind games.. I had the payment in august 5 months ago.... it's more stall tactics it's more Mind games and it's more bullshit.. I'm getting fed up. my son should be home this holiday, i shouldn't be waiting another six months to a year before the courts decide he can speak for himself... I'm sick of fighting an uphill battle. i'm sick of fighting completely actually. but it's something that has to be done.. until my heart stops beating or i'm dead in the ground, one or the other.... and I know you can't kill me, Jennifer.. you can only Try.

Current Mood: Angry

Each day of war takes us farther from all we could hope to be or do. We gain nothing but heartbreak, and lose everything we cherish. Our lives erode and diminish, our children see no future except a calendar of anguish and death. Our only hope for tomorrow is for peace now.

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