Ok, where to begin? This week has definitely been the most stressful and someone, guardian angel? has lit some wicked fire under my ass. The positive, Thank God! Thank you so much. I've done a ton! I've been served.......served with divorce papers. Does that surprise me? No. Do I care? No. Were they laced with lies? YES. I hate that vile piece of an excuse that I can call the father of my children. Ewwwwww, I slept with tha man. Ewwwwwwwwww.
But, now, it's an end and a begining to a new chapter in the crazy life of Angela. Just call me Ange or Angie. Angela is so formal. If it wasn't for Sweetie, I seriously do not know what I would do. I will fill in details later. I have to see my lawyer on Thursday. I know she will help me. i just wish the MF would just give me some child support AND my house! He's been in the reasr since November. Any suggestions????? I do have District Attorney papers, but, hmmmmmmmm 12 pages of several languages and, please, I do have some dignity. I hate that sorry excuse of a man. I do use that term (man) so lightly.
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