Dear Diary,
Man oh man, life is a beautiful yet complicated mess isn’t it? I find myself so steady yet so uncertain. I feel like I have my footing and then it’s swept from underneath me, and not always in a good way. I find myself questioning my relationship because it’s blended and crazy, and we just had a baby. He compared me to his ex, straight out no bats held, and then made it to where I am the bad guy. I gave him shit for being tired and he said some other bullshit. He said” I’m going to hang out with my friend Tyler for his birthday, and I said “ yeah, go hang out with Tyler when you were half asleep with my family tonight.” He took it to another level and comparede to sierra, I apologized but he didn’t. We have a 3 month old and I don’t care if he plays video games all night or doesn’t do anything with his son besides make him laugh. Yeah, you work all the time but our baby is newborn. We cannot afford daycare, we just push through for him and our 3 other kids. I let you go out whenever when I was pregnant and I’m the bad guy. I’m close with your ex/baby mama and you want to compare me to her?! Low and dorty