Fed Up!

So DONE with all the crap. I don't understand why the deadbeats of the world think it's okay to disregard their responsibilities. Swinging back and forth. I'll "I'll send money to my kids this week", "I won't send a dime for 8 months." What do they need food for? I mean, didn't they just eat last week? And clothes??? Tell your mom (that's me) to stop buying all her expensive shoes and boots with the money I send.

Truth is, I've been going through the New York state court systems since 2001. Yep, that's that's riiiight. 2001. Sadly, this dude knows how to bamboozle the system. He'd serve me with papers, claiming I was an unfit parent, he wanted full custody, downward modification, more time with them, accused me of interfering during his visits... The same cliched tactics most of you have gone though. This person has relocated to Florida and is the VP of his company.

Except, somewhere, during all the court appearances I dragged myself and my parents to, whilst he had an attorney appearing with or on behalf of him (sick parent, dying parent, working - even though he claimed he wasn't!!!)... Somewhere, somehow, my kids lost child support. The person would say he was unemployed and support magistrate would believe it! Without any proof. He was given work logs to be filled out every time he claimed he went on a job interview and signed by said interviewers. Those logs NEVER made an appearance.

He is currently $35,000 in arrears. Wish is why I had to set up a 'Go Fund Me' account. My son had to drop out of college to pitch in. The heartbreak in his eyes, his voice when he tried to cheer me up. I've let him down and there are days when I can't look either one of my kids in the eyes. My daughter, we hope and pray, will get a scholarship. Every day, I die a little. It's the only way I can think of to get by.

For years, money has been tight. My parents always bring us groceries and send a check, God bless them. My parents are retired and don't need to support their 46-treat old daughter and teenage grandkids. My favorite was when I had to apply for emergency state assistance to avoid being evicted. Just imagine. Never mind, don't. It's the worst, most sickening feeling in the world. I can't afford the rent. My kids have had to make sacrifices. All their friends had the best of everything. The newest, latest, brightest. We made due. They waited a while for some things, if they got something at all. There were knock-offs, somewhere in there.

Now, my son has a part time job instead of working on his degree. I can't move us to a cheaper apartment because my credit was shot to hell. The best part of this misery... My kids. They're amazing, you know? Parents love their children. As do I. But, I like my kids. They're really nice people. I'm so lucky. Lucky.

It's late and my sleep aid is finally kicking in. I'll tell you all about it next time. Please take time to click onto the link below. My family and I can use your help. Thank you...

Be kind to one another,
Karin

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