| | 10993 | | I frequently and purposely put myself in precarious situations in the hope that something will go terribly wrong and I'll die. This way, the suicide clause in my life insurance policy won't kick in and I'll finally be able to afford to compete with my ex-husband for our daughter's affection, even if it's from beyond the grave. Sure, I give her time and encouragement now, and heaps and heaps of love, but when you're eight years old, none of that stuff really has the same appeal as your very own Wii and 42" HDTV.
I'm so sick of disappointing her. It breaks my heart to have to constantly tell her no, and it infuriates me that my ex-husband -- who still lives with his mother, who ALSO gives our daughter everything she could possibly want -- actively works to keep her in a position where she doesn't want to come back to Mommy. And she doesn't. She tells me all the time.
Without my daughter, I have no reason to live. | | | | |
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