Life in a box…All I need is you!

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Sometimes I wonder what it’s all about, why am I still her. I should have died in 2018.

My house is constantly a mess, I folded 4 baskets of laundry tonight that I’ll just fold again in a couple days. Somehow I ended up being talked into taking my kids to 7-11 at 9pm tonight to buy candy…. Even after I said no like 4 times(story of my life). As I lay here in my bed watching Netflix at 10:24 pm knowing that tomorrow morning my kids gonna give me a hard time about getting up, I wonder what it’s all about.

Each day I get up, take my kids to 2 different schools and I pick them back up. They have jobs now, and as they get older I have one kid getting ready to graduate High School a year early. I am literally with my kids 98% of each day, week, month, and year. It all rides on my shoulders.

Someone close to my son told Blake this weekend that he was going to hell for being transgender, and that they would not support his pronouns or his name change because they didn’t want to “go to hell.”

I say Fuck that!

When I die, and I stand in front of Jesus and and if he asks me if supports my son and his heart is worth spending an eternity in hell I’ll look him right in the eyes and say “YES, which way is it?” Because, obviously he’s not the Jesus I thought he was.

I’m tired, I’m stressed, I’m overworked, and I don’t get time to myself. I barely make it through the day and I have no idea what the hell is going on most of the time I just keep pushing forward.

Not bad for a Full time single dad of 3 with brain damage….

But, yet, I’m still not good enough in some people’s eyes. Why? Because, I don’t have a six pack, or nicer house, or a nicer car. IDGAF what they think. I’ll die happy, alone, and single knowing that I loved the people that deserved my love more than anyone else on the planet did.

I don’t need anyone else in this life. There’s not a damn thing I can’t do for myself, and probably do it better than anyone could anyways. Those people don’t know me, what I’ve been through snd what I’ve done. They couldn’t handle the weight I carry on my shoulders.

As Clark Kent’s mom said “I don’t owe this world a thing, I never did.”

My legacy as a good father that loved his kids with every ounce of his soul is all I need, and I’m damn proud of it!