So where did I leave off?? Let's fast forward nine months from where I left off; I am now the proud mother of a beautiful baby girl, Braelyn Marie. Following her birth I performed my motherly duties - I cleaned, took good care of my daughter, I failed to cook though because those of you who know me know I have the ability to ruin a frozen pizza. I've even managed to mess up hamburger helper! Six months after Braelyn's birth her father was offered a job in Charlotte, North Carolina and we pack up and move 90 miles north.
After being with Braelyn's father for a year and a half at this point everyone around us is making it perfectly clear that we need to take the next step in our relationship, and I at the time to agree, it's time for us to get married. I must side track at this point in the blog - I am not going to dig into our relationship at this present time - I'll save that for MANY more blogs to come. So we get married, and of course the rest is bliss, right? WRONG. There were times in our first couple months of marriage where I took Braelyn out of the house, called my parents crying, and was determined to leave. It was then obvious that I was in a relationship that was destined for failure, so I started doing what any woman would do; I started hiding the money. A year and a half after we were "happily married" I moved out of my finanically secure home and into a small two bedroom condo in South Charlotte.
See the pattern? Everything I do blows up in my face. At this point I am battling with my ex for my daughter, something I swore would never happen. In case you don't know this about me, I am the most stubborn person I know. Everyone was telling me to protect myself, to get a lawyer and be prepared for the worst, which normally comes out during divorce proceedings. I must at this time mention a wonderful man who entered my life before I left my ex. NO I am NOT saying this in the sense of a boyfriend or anything related to that, I mean in the FRIEND sense. Brandon was a regular at my bar at the time and proved to be a great friend, and the best person to have in my corner. I must admit there were many times throughout the year where I had no fight left in me, I was ready to give up and Brandon very literally did the fighting for me. I am forever indebted to Brandon for this, and love him dearly to this day for that.
Alright, so now we're in court for Braelyn's custody and my ex completely blindsided me and he became the primary custodian of Braelyn, and I the BARTENDER had to pay him the ENGINEER $400 a month in child support. I will never forget the way I felt that day in the court room, I hit an all time low and became very depressed. Things soon turned around though, my ex signed over custody of Braelyn, so now we shared custody but I am the primary custodian and neither one of us are obligated to pay child support (AKA I have Braelyn all the time and am receiving no child support).
This brings me to the conclusion of why I am always the bad guy. Just look at a brief recap of what I've told you - I am a 27 year old divorcee, single mother to a 4 year old child, I bartend even though I have a 4 year degree from a very respectable college (go cocks). I continuously let those around me down; my parents, who want to see me happily married forever and who want me to get a "real job", my exes family, who I also walked out on, and lastly my daughter, who now has to split time between her father and I. Also, she will always be the product of a divorce, which stastically says all kinds of things that I won't get into. I work too much which means I probably don't spend enough time with Braelyn.
So that's it - that's my life in a nut shell. I only touched on many subjects which I will later go into detail about. Now you've gotten the brief overview of what I've gone through in recents times, and I look forward to further letting you into life as I see it; my life as the bad guy.
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