My heart is pretty broken today. It's been a rough week. The summation of the week is, I had to drop my calculus class because I have to free up more time to spend with the kids. SourPea is having issues with school. Both are having issues with not having Mom enough.
I spent most of today in tears. Due to the guys both failing to follow through on their part of our collective agreement regarding how things would be handled so I could do school, the kids are suffering and that results in me not being able to do all of my classes. $1000 wasted on tuition. $350 on books. And I still have to take the class to get my degree.
I don't think anyone really grasps how much it hurts. I wouldn't have even returned to school if they hadn't been "all in" in regards to ensuring that the kids needs were covered, etc. Both guys pushed me to return to school with assurances that it would be fine. It's not fucking fine. Now I'm stuck in a time-limit for finishing my classes (or I lose the credit) because I claimed my major. And they both are off in their own little worlds, reacting based upon their emotions in a way that makes it impossible for me to keep on track with school.
Ironically, it is going to financially fuck Maca over if I don't finish, for the duration of Sour Pea's childhood at the very least, and most likely for life, because of the damage to credit and financial losses that will come in the next 11 years.
In the immediacy it's hurting the kids and me.
My heart aches. My body aches. My face is burning from the tracks of tears that are carving lines down it.
I am aware that people regularly fail to follow through with their promises. But it still infuriates me.
I don't give a FUCK what goes wrong. I still think it's bullshit.
I rarely make promises because I learned that it's better to just do it. If you promise and can't follow through, that fucks shit up. But if you follow through and no promise was made, people are impressed.