This morning I woke up thinking about money. Tomorrow my bank will send a large portion of my paycheck to my ex, for him to spend on expensive sports gear and keeping his house heated to 80 degrees while I buy the kids' shoes, pay their medical bills, and wish I could be putting more away for college. I don't think about it often because ignoring it feels better. When I do allow my mind to wander for a few minutes in that direction, it baffles me.
I am thankful for the job I have now. But before, and for most of my kids' childhood, I had struggle with lower paying jobs and their dad unable to stay employed. I had to pay for everything. Everything. Not because we'd agreed he'd be a stay at home dad, but because I had to when he couldn't or wouldn't. And yet, when the courts viewed our financial statements, they didn't see me as someone surviving, taking care of everything because someone had to be the adult and provide for our kids. No, they determined I should pay him as much as a single paycheck at my previous job, every single month. So now people think I'm in a "fancy job" and no one knows he's the one living the lavish lifestyle.
— slowjamr
I am thankful for the job I have now. But before, and for most of my kids' childhood, I had struggle with lower paying jobs and their dad unable to stay employed. I had to pay for everything. Everything. Not because we'd agreed he'd be a stay at home dad, but because I had to when he couldn't or wouldn't. And yet, when the courts viewed our financial statements, they didn't see me as someone surviving, taking care of everything because someone had to be the adult and provide for our kids. No, they determined I should pay him as much as a single paycheck at my previous job, every single month. So now people think I'm in a "fancy job" and no one knows he's the one living the lavish lifestyle.
— slowjamr
Oh, so sorry! What a view of REALITY! Thank you. (This is Macoff from your Dippers group)
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