They've made it clear they don't need me. Or want me.
S/O to all parents out there: if you're going to reject your kids later in life don't even have them. Because you will ruin their lives.
It may be the "best" time of their lives, but it is my WORST. And it is never-ending.
Just when I am trying to find stability in Houston, trusting the one parent who hadn't betrayed me, I discover I can't trust him not to hurt me either.
6 weeks trumps 21 years? Oh ok. Noted.
There is no one left and no where to go. Congratulations all, your collective decisions have made me wish I had never been born.