I could use some cheetos

OK kid, Here’s the deal It’s been a few months since your mother and I split up. Since then you and I have moved to Florida, and bounced around between my mothers house… my fathers house… and johns house. Life has been rough, yet rewarding. You have met new friends, and had experiences you wouldn’t have had if we had stayed in South Carolina. So far I haven’t regretted the move in the slightest. So… Here is where I need to update you a little bit. About a month ago i had to go back to South Carolina to solve a problem your mother was having with a friend of hers… During that time i learned that shortly after we left your mother started seeing the man she cheated on me with, again. they built a quasi-relationship, and then she broke up with him… for reasons im sure you will hear about later on… if you ask that is. Your mother and i started talking… like humans… like adults… something we hadn’t done in a very long time. We laid our issues out on the table and solved a lot of the problems we had been having for the past few years. Most of those problems had to do with us lying to each other. I had been lying about how i found out your mother cheated on me… and she had been lying about various aspects of their relationship. We both came clean… We told each other the full truth, and in the process became friends again. Knowing that most issues were resolved i felt comfortable coming back...
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always write what you feel… when you feel it. You can’t go back to that feeling later. You cant revisit the pain, or joy in any kind of true way. So if something is bothering you, or if something makes you happy… take a moment and write about it, so that later you may remember exactly how you felt.   Three years ago your mother and I started dating. Three years today. And today is the day I have lost all faith in us ever having a… anything. Today is the second day, in three days that your mother has lied to me. The day before yesterday she left at 8pm…. said she was going to a restaurant/bar. Came home at 3am. She said she stayed there the whole time… but the place closed at 11. God knows where she was. Yesterday was mothers day, I let your mother sleep in all day. She rested. At night i gave her a bubble bath in a tub full of rose petals. a long slow massage… She was a princess for a day. Today she got off work at 9:30… told me she was staying late. A friend of mine caught her driving down liberty highway. She said she was driving around looking at apartments… but that isnt true. She was seeing a man. So i gave up on her. I can’t trust her… how can a relationship be repaired with someone who would do those things to you? Jason, never settle for someone who is not faithful. Never settle for a liar. Don’t get the wrong idea. These past three...

In the end.

Dear Jason, Today my greatest fears have come true. Today your mother and i split up. This hurts me in a way that i have never been hurt before…. i am in so much pain, so I may ramble a bit, and this letter may be hard to understand at times but i am going to try and explain what has happened these last few months. In October of last year i found out your mother had been having an affair with her old boss. the affair lasted a month after i found out… with your mother repeatedly assuring me that it was over. In November we sent you to stay with your grandmother in Florida, to sort of… separate you from the hostility in the house. Then shortly after you left I found out she was still seeing hr old boss. I found out at 3am… and by 3:30 i was in my truck on my way to Florida to be with you. I spent about 4 days in Florida… the day after your mothers birthday she told me that she had made a mistake, she said that she wanted us to work things out… she wanted me to come home. so I did. It;s important that you know something… before i found out your mother had been cheating, we had never had a fight. Not one argument… things were peachy. once i got home the fighting began, we had some couples counseling… and that seemed to help for awhile, but deep down i had a lingering feeling that she was still seeing someone. There were some odd...
I’m scared

I’m scared

Dear Jason, There is something you need to understand. Sometimes real men get scared. Sometimes even I get scared. Sometimes… When I think of your future, I get terrified. I think of all the things that could go wrong. I want you to know that I fight everyday to make sure you have the best life possible. To make sure you have a happy healthy home life. To make sure that you are surrounded by people who love you. I want you to grow up knowing, without a doubt, that your parents love you, will protect you, and want nothing but the best for you. I think what frightens me most is the thought that something may happen to me. That I may not be there for you. Though if something should happen, know that everything will still be...
today is a new day.

today is a new day.

Dear Jason, Over the course of your life you will develop passions for ideas, philosophies, memories, or for certain material possessions. You may find that over time those passions will begin to fade. You may find that your passion has turned into a routine, that you don’t actually care about them anymore… you have just developed a habit. A habit that is difficult to break. You do not have much time in this world, we all die suddenly. Embrace your ideas. Make them a part of you, but tread cautiously… because if you are not careful you may become them. They may turn you into a person that you never thought you could be. I have often pondered the meaning of life. Why are we here? What is the purpose of our short, rather insignificant lives? After many late nights of introspective contemplation… this is the closest thing to an answer i can come up with. Live your life so that you may make at least one other person truly happy. If everyone were to live this way, there would be peace. With Love, your...