So tired of fighting

We were just screaming at each other in the truck last night. Can’t get away fast enough swear to god. We are probably going to have a custody dispute. Who has my voodoo doll and can you please stop?

Every diaper, every clean outfit, every snack, every meal, every nap, every mid night wake up, me. I do it. I do it all every fucking time. All he does is 💵 for most of it. He doesn’t even take him on a walk or to the park without me directing it. I have to constantly direct everything. So tired of it. The fact that he is entitled to this child just erks me. I’m not a piece of shit and I won’t keep my son from his father but I definitely don’t like the idea of him having any custody right now until B is older. Yeah I’m bitter, yeah I am.