One father expresses heartache and how he lives with a shadow over him because he is not able to raise his children.
I live my live for 4 days a month. My heart is broke. Every day. As I sit here on my weekend I don’t get them. I feel such hurt. But I have to play nice or I won’t get them next weekend. I feel a shadow over my head. A gloom. I here the girls running around. I see little things they leave as reminders. In my tiny apartment. I miss them. I know many have it worse off. But I still sit here in pain. I was made to be a daddy. And it’s gone.
New step dad has taken over my role. And, I wasn’t the reason for the divorce.