Sometimes I feel like my life is really out of control. All kinds of stuff happening left and right. Then calm. The crazy again. I’m having one of those crazy moments because someone gave my father my damn number. There is a reason I keep him out of my life. Because at this point, I don’t react well and my focus is my husband and my business.
I choose for him not to be in my life because he messes shit up. He instigates, irritates, picks fights, has pity parties, manipulates… And on and on. That’s why for a long time, no one had my number. Because he always suckers someone into doing something he wants. Don’t ask for my number.