the thing is no matter how hard things got I could just about cope because I knew it was for the greater good. i thought me and my kids were getting what we wanted together we were a team, but it seems now that all they do is take from me and i have to fight to get anything back. if all they care about is getting the newest apple phone and the newest laptop and a load of roblox stuff and not about how they manage to get those things then why am i even busting my ass when i can leave and go enjoy my life. if they don't care who gives them the things they want well their family can give them that they don't need me. its not that i hate them its that i feel used and taken for granted and for a mug most of the time, and it hurts especially when i would throw myself under a bus to save one of my own.
