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a life in the day

ya know i'm not one to be little anyone. i have always seen the brighter side of the coin but in recent months actually this last year has been the year from hell. dec 27, 07 my dad passed away under curios circumstances. my husband and i moved in with my parents when i had to have my first back surgery. i cannot remember my husband helping me at all. i can't even remember hardly any of those days being strung out on percoset and oxycontin. my days for like 2 months were lived by tying to find a comfortable position from the excrutiating pain i was in. i did everything i could to try and maintain a good relationship with my husband. he was an alcoholic for many years. i begged for him to get help. help he got through AA. he was a changed person for the better. he took better care of me and my kids than he ever had. then things started changing. he spent more and more time at meetings, 2 meetings a week turned to 2 meetings a day, more on th weekeneds. when my oldest started school for the first time he was yhere to take him and pick him up. the first day of 1st grade he was so mad at me for getting him up to see his son off on the bus since he was riding it for the first time. needless to say i heard about it the rest of the day. i would ask him for money to get groceries. he said he needed money so he could eat at work that week. so my kids got soup and mac and cheese for a week. he knew things were getting tough on me, i had another back surgery and since then had a neuro stimulator implanted. i have also had to have surgery on my right ankle twice, one was just a repair the other my whole achilles tendon was replaced by the tendon from my big toe. i was supposed to be off my feet for several weeks. he took 2 days off which he attended several meetings and the next day i was up taking care of my kids. thats why i had to have the second one again. it was coming up one the 1 year anniversary of my dad dying, my nerves were on edge. my wonderful hubby came home from a meting on thanksgiving day and told me he was unhappy and was going to leave us. he has done everything to us even telling me my youngest was a mistake that should have never happened. christmas this year was fun, how do you tell a 6 and 3 year old that santa didn't have money for christmas when all their friends were getting what they wanted. so i am here no money no bum and kids who are close to becoming homeless and without food. my days are spent dealing with panic attacks anxiety attacks and feelings of having a heartattack every hour. so if you feel as if you have ever been dumped on or dumped period send me a line let me know. show me some luv
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