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She turned out to be one of those money hungry women. You know the type, wave some cash in front of her & you could do anything. There were several times that when money was short, that she would threaten to leave. But when I was able to come up with the cash, she would suddenly decide to stick around. This would be pretty much the routine for most of the marriage. Times would get a little tough & she would start whining and wanting to leave, & me being the idiot that I was, would find some way to get some money to get her to stay. She did not care how I got it, whether it was legal or illegal, as long as she could spend it, that is what was important.

But, if I was looking for support in what I was doing, work or ideas that I was trying to get of the ground, I would find none with her. She expressed no help, no support just having her hand out and wanting some green in her hand. Then came the big blow. She got pregnant. For a while I wondered if it was mine, but I figured she could not of screwed around on me. Oh yeah I almost forgot. She got pregnant because, get this, she did not want to take the tiny birth control pill. She did not like swallowing that little pill. So now she had a bigger pill to swallow. Having another kid. Fortunately this time she was married, not like the bastard child that I was raising as if he was my own.

Fast forward to 3 years later. This is where the story takes an ugly turn. I am now raising 2 kids, a fagot bastard child and a daughter that I did not ask for, that was a result of another ditzy move by the schizoid that I was married to. Indecently she failed to inform me that she had stopped taking the pill. Otherwise I would have taken measures to stop the "blessed event" from happening.

I was having some work done on my vehicle, and had rented a car for the week. Since Danni was originally from St. Louis & had not been back there is over 7 years and had not seen her mother, I thought that it would be nice take a trip and see her. I had never met her, & I wanted to do something nice for Danni. I asked her of all the things that were in St. Louis that she wanted to see what did she want to see most. The only thing she wanted to see other then her mother, was " the sparkle in the sidewalk in downtown St. Louis". More of that sharp brain at work. So we pack up and drive from Minneapolis to St. Louis. Takes about 9 hours. We get there and spend 3 days with her mother & step father. Then it comes time for us to leave. I had to get back to work & the bastard had to get back to school.

She decides to stay and tells me that she wanted to stay longer and for me to go back and she would be back in about another week. I sensed something was amiss, and wanted to at lease bring my daughter back with me, as a kind of insurance policy that she would not try something stupid. We argued about this for about 4 hours and I finally relented. Now who was the idiot.

I get back up there by myself, get back to work, come back to an empty house, and try to call her every night for a week. Can't seem to find her. She is always gone, of course leaving the kids with "grandma" who by the way was an alcoholic. She was staying out all hours of the night, so I could never catch her. I think something is amiss, but what can I do, I am 3 states away. Finally a little over a week later, I get a call as I am getting out of the shower. "I want to separate, don't bother coming down". Those are her exact words.

Posted by kelevra1217 on 2009-03-12 12:25:09 | Rating: