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This might be a little long so bear with me. There are a few things I failed to mention in the first Bozo Bus that are important. First, in 1969 a land mine exploded, and it, as the VA says caused 100% loss of use of my left leg, 65% loss of use right leg, 45% loss of use of right arm and 10% loss of use of breathing muscles. I also contracted Hep-C from the blood transfusions. The road back has been a lifelong process both physically and mentally. I did not need the Hell I was put through by the “Cat Trap” species.I forgot to mention during my first marriage I stayed home and did all the “women’s work” was usually done by 10am and went to grad school at night after I tucked my daughter in. At first my wife was in college which I paid for. My daughter and I had a great life without her. Sex pretty much ended except around my monthly pay day. I wonder if there is any correlation between the two? Dah you think so! I learned to be a great cook, and read books on how to raise children by people who had actually done it. Being Catholic I thought I was stuck forever in this. Alcohol was beginning to be a crutch for me and really spiraled for the next 3 years after the divorce. I always made sure my daughter was in bed or at my mom’s before going at it. In April 1987 entered AA and only got drunk once in 1989 and been sober since. All I can say is AA really worked for me. I also got very interested in the spiritual side of my life during this time and left The Catholic Church. I no longer have a religion, but I do have a relationship with Jeshua that is very important to me.
Now comes one of the most painful things that happened to me in my whole life. In 1987 my daughter who is now 16 says she wants to go live with her mom. I tell her OK but you are not coming back if you leave. There are many tears and sleepless nights over this. To shorten this part up, About 8 months after moving in with her mom my daughter calls in tears telling me her mom, who has now married wealth, isn’t buying her the new car she promised if she would move in with her. The light bulb flickers a little about maybe it’s in the “Cat Trap” species this BPD behavior. Much later I find out this daughter is really BPD. My relationship with this daughter is over as I made the decision that it was way too costly for me in every respect. I figure about 4-5 hundred thousand is the tally with this “daughter”. So it isn’t just wives that are expensive. I guess I’ll leave it at that for right now. Part three coming to your local redpilled store front in the near future1
Anonymous42You call that a bus? More like a train wreck!
You have done great especially given your challenges. And your sobriety comes first. No greater threat to sobriety than being in the company of sick people. Well done for doing the healthy thing called self preservation
Anonymous12You went through some of the nastiest stuff i can imagine.
Made a tough call.
Chills down the spine kind of nasty.
This is not fun to read.
Barely alive mentally and physically, abandoned and played with like a piece of meat.Welcome.
Welcome once more.…foockin´ ell…
Anonymous0Welcome home, Bozo Bus
Beer’s in the fridge
Anonymous12or not…
since he quit the Alk…😛
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