We sat down to discuss our differences and Scott promised he would change. I discussed our problems with my neighbour Mr Fine. Of course he then went and gossiped it all over town. Scott found out and was furious at me saying I was living in the past and undermining him. By the end we were barely talking. Why does this keep happening? I know I’m not that successful but I’m passionate. That Catty woman down the street is always rubbing her “sustained success” in my face. God I hate her.
That bastard who left me and went to Western Australia was in town in September showing off how well he’s doing with his tanned 20 year old Fremantle girlfriend. He left because I was too old to bring him to ultimate satisfaction. He even took one of my children with him (alright Zac is gangly and uncoordinated but I loved him). I feel sorry for her. He’ll use her up like he did me and then when she wants kids he’ll run off to hook up with the next young thing looking for an older experienced man. Despite being told she should keep things in the “bubble” she told me she had the same problem falling just short of “climax” the way I did – coincidence Ross?
Things seem to be going from bad to worse for me. I feel a total mess. I can’t seem to get many wins on the board. I have three more kids coming at the end of November. People say I can’t control the ones I have now what with them doing drugs and lighting fires and the court cases. I pretty much live hand to mouth. I hate living in Seaford. I’m squabbling with my housemate Sandy. Hopefully I will move into my own place in a couple of years.
My favourite child, Robert, said he would move back to help run the house but I don’t think he has the experience yet. I’m going on a few dates this week. There are a few coming off recent break ups but I don’t think much of them. One of them, Mark Williams, seems a good match. He’s been single for a while. Someone said he is a bit kinky though – he has a reputation for choking but I think he’s over that.
Anyway I should try and be positive. I made some new friends in New Zealand this year and I’m going there again next year. The young kids seem on the right track. Things will turn around. I've got amazing friends who have stuck with me through thick and thin and shared all the heart breaks with me. Without their faith and support I honestly wouldn't be here. I guess there is strength through loyalty. I must keep marching in.
