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.