RANT

She said 12, so I was ready by twelve. She changed the plans and said she would come here instead of me going there I adjusted my plans to compensate. She said it would be another hour when already 30 minutes past the time when I should be seeing my Son, I bit my tongue and accepted I will be waiting around. She then texts me 40 minutes later, so one hour and ten minutes beyond my scheduled time and says he is playing and she can’t budge him. He’s four years old. Pick him up. Do I want to see him tomorrow? No, I want to see him now. Why is this so fucking difficult for her to understand?

I’m not going to put my life on hold whilst she fails to control our child. I’m not going to wait around for her to decide if I can see him or not. This is NOT FAIR on me and it’s not fair on Tom. I have to get on with my life. I have other things to be doing than sitting here waiting for an agreed visit which never happens.

I’ not sure if she is being a difficult bastard or if she just has no idea how horrible it is for me right now. He’s my child too and I have a right to see him – regardless of if he is playing with someone or not! I’m doing my best not to rage at her via message, down the phone, or by marching over there and making a scene. How fucking DARE she go back on what we agreed. HOW FUCKING DARE SHE!? I’m busting my balls to keep them in that house and living on a fucking shoe string as a result. All I want it a few hours on the weekend but it seems that is too much for her to be able to manage.

Angry, hurt, pissed off and bitter.

/rant