My baby mama dipped for some dude at her job a year ago and Now I’m holding it down solo, raising my three girls while fighting for custody because her new baby daddy is on fentanyl — and I think she’s using too. She keeps lying about it.
I’m out here working my ass off, going to work, hitting the gym, making sure my girls are straight, but damn… it feels like I’m climbing uphill with no rope. Bad ADD, almost no support, and the weight of all this on me. Just trying to survive, just trying to make it out without losing myself.