Moral of the story, you never know what life holds in store for you, and if I would have given up when all the odds were stacked against me, I wouldn't be where I am today. We have been in a relationship for a year now, and are very happy together. The woman I am with was going through a very similar situation at the time of my own separation, and we just stumbled in to each others life unexpectedly. My third child is, wait for it, ALSO 4 YEARS OLD.
We don't fight, or argue, or say hurtful things to each other. Today, I am close friend with my kids mother. I stopped feeling so damn sorry for myself, and I became the father I needed to be in that moment, not the weak boy I was behaving as. It hurt my hand like hell but I was motivated. I relaxed for 5 ♥♥♥♥ing minutes to this music long enough to realize that I was going to be okay.Īfter coming to that realization, I turned the game off, and I went back to work. I was able to see the fruits of my "labor". I was able to experience other peoples joy and happiness. I was able to put behind me the pain and suffering that had been cast over me. With that being said, after doing so, I had a new found joy and hope for life. In fact, I may have only played this game a day or two. I must admit, I didn't beat the game, or play nearly as long as some of you. I decided that it had to be worth a shot. I somehow stumbled upon this game and read some of the reviews. After you've romanced Shuu at least once (ending 9 or 10), you can. Having nothing better to do, I searched for a game I could play, ONE HANDED while I recovered. Tohri Nishikikouji is a new bird in Hatoful Boyfriend, though he does appear in the sequel, Hatoful Boyfriend: Holiday Star. I have never had fits of rage, or been one to break down and cry, but I was in a low spot that just really buried me from being able to see the light on the other side. Keep in mind that just a few months before this, I was the happiest man with no history of depression or anxiety. The hand I desperately needed to make sure I could continue to provide.Īfter learning of the severity of my self-inflicted damage, I was borderline suicidal. the hand that I held and carried my children to bed with.
That caused me to break my 5th metacarpal in my right hand. I got so mad one day from everything spiraling out of my control that I punched some concrete in a moment of overwhelming emotion. When we were going through our separation, I found myself lost and miserable. My ex-wife and I have a daughter together, and adopted our son together.
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