So yeah. I don't want your bogus Facebook bully profiles. Or your made up blog comments. No more of your crap. I have suffered in deep painful shock for over 3 years by everything. It's insane to think how fucked up this is. How I am the one "irrational" because you tried to kill me. Whether by abandoning me. Your neglect. Your lies. Your false love. Your manipulation and control you have over my son. You are seriously killing me. I won't die. Right X. I won't. Unrequited love eh. Ha! God loves me so much he's decided to keep me here to prove what you all have done. It's not something you have to worry about it appears. You can all put it in your group chat oh Tina. There she goes again. So crazy. Do it. Chalk this up that you're not wrong. Go for it. I don't care. All I know is I'm not taking your bull shit.
The X says today that he doesn't think Jason will ever come back. Ok. How do you know. He says well he hasn't seemed to yet. Oh. I said. Maybe he was in a coma. Maybe you put him there. Ever consider that. Your taking his one true friend away he could have tried to kill himself too. You just never know. Or maybe he is the big loser asshole you all claim him to be. Yet I have found assholes are not the ones that are that hard to spot. I have no problem finding them. They do things like allow my kid to think his Mom isn't family. Or you know. Take my son on vacation for his birthday with the family who seems to be better than me. So whatever. Your crap smells bad. You're the loser X. Truly. You are. Why would I think you're not. You lose at trying to convince me you care. So you lost. You lost your wife man. The woman who said I do. You lost her. She left you. So you tell me. What's this really about. You know. If you are such a great guy and Jason's such shit. Why did I leave you for him. I mean. Let's talk the facts. It's not irrational. It's called the truth. You had 15 years to make me think you wanted me and you didn't convince me. Now you have your chance to have the one. But don't punish our kid. That's losing too. We could've been a family.
I won't ever again try to take my life or think that I can not survive. I also will not ever again allow your unserious nature toward my son or my life go with out due justice. You fucked with me thinking that was okay? Ha. I'm calling that attempted murder you assholes and bitches. Count on that. Anyone who has at all fucked with me here or anywhere in my life. Prepare for your judgement. Because it is coming. And I will be more than proud to clap when it does. Stay the Fuck away from me. And if you really care. Then show my kid respect. Otherwise...You're in serious shit. Night.