parenting
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Well, not actually a return to me- us. He was required to live in the county he was convicted in. Not the county he had been incarcerated in, which I thought was kind of weird, but then again he had spent years in three different prisons in the state. Either way, he was 300 miles
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So nothing much going on. Sarcasm: my family’s first and preferred language. Managed to finish the semester with straight A’s. What can I say? School has always been easy for me. Moved back in with my parents. Like I had a choice and to be honest, with two special needs kids and a baby due,
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Like I said, I had no idea what the hell was going on. After my kids left, only two agents stuck around. The rest went where ever agents go when they aren’t pointing guns at people. Ok, that’s not really fair. They were doing their jobs, and I do get that. Just at the time
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Now, I take no credit for the following, but I think it states, in words, what a lot of people feel, but don’t necessarily know how to put into words. “I don’t think that any of us planned for the things we’ve had to go through. Maybe that’s the whole point of living in the
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I started talking to guys in the PNW. I knew as soon as I could pack up the kids and get the Hell out of OK, I was going to. No reason not to. The ex hadn’t bothered to see the kids but a handful of times in months, despite having to basically pass our
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Ok, folks, story time. So, to be perfectly honest…. After we had been separated for a few months, well in all but name for 7, and I found out that he had taken ‘her and her kids’ 2000 miles home to meet the family, I got mad. I decided I wanted to have some fun,
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He came begging me to not send the letter(s). Did I not realize what would happen to him if I did? His career would be over! Yeah, well, I was over a lot at that point. But, and here it is folks…. “If I end up with a dishonorable discharge and end up in the
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Where I left off… Kicked him out, he moved in with her, and things got messy(er). So, kicked him out and told him to get his shit together before he came back. Spoiler. He didn’t, get his shit together that is. Now the way I found out that he had moved in with the whore
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April 2013 In a nut shell… Things have changed in the last several months. I no longer work for the For.Profit. YEAH! and Boo. I started my own business with my besty and started to take cases on our own. They discovered this a month later and fired me. Their reason that they told me was
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April 2012 I. Hate. My. Job. It’s a freaking train. Or A train wreck. I’m not really sure. It has been an extremely stressful last couple of days. I love working with kids and yet there are days when I really hate it! Especially when the kids in question not only don’t want your help but
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