A “last cry for help” kinda day

I’ve just left my kids Spring concert and I’m conflicted. I see the ex and her husband and how my sister sits with them all chatty and happy. Never once was she on my side in this divorce. A divorce I never wanted or caused.

I start to get feelings of hate towards women. How some can selfishly destroy a man for their own needs. I lost a home, savings, a normal family relationship with my boys, friends. Almost everything.

I don’t dream anymore. Everything I wanted, I had, and apparently after 6+ years, will never again experience anything like it.

I’m to ” broke” to date women my age, who are all at the point of hating their ex’s or wanting to do later life stuff that I can’t afford because of the divorce.

YES, 6 years and I still haven’t dug out of the hole I was left. Still paying “our” bills, car payment and such. She got the fresh start, I got left.

I’ve always been left it seems. By every relationship, friends or lovers.

I guess I have to figure it out sooner than later. Trouble is, I want love and friendship, but I am bound to be an angry loner.