THAT'S RIGHT - PART TWO. THAT MEANS U PROBABLY WILL BE WANTING 2 READ PART ONE FIRST, ONE WOULD THINK ANYWAY. I ADMIT, HOWEVER, 2 THE LIKELIHOOD THAT I MAY IN FACT NOT KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I AM TALKING ABOUT. HOW DO I KNOW U AREN'T SOME KIND OF FUCKING DYSLEXIC OR SOMETHING? THAT'S RIGHT, I DON'T. WHICH IZ PRECISLEY WHY I AM SO ADAMANT ABOUT U READING PART ONE FIRST. I'M JUST LOOKING OUT 4 THE GENERAL WELFARE OF MY MOST CHERISHED FANS. BECUZ I FUCKING CARE. MAYBE THAT'S WHY IT WUZ SO FUCKING HARD 2 RECOGNIZE RIGHT AWAY.
First, she forbade me 2 see her children. Nevermind the fact that I had just spent the past seven years raising them as my own. I honestly don't think her son even knew I wuzn't his father when this shit happened. Didn't fucking matter 2 this bitch. She actually made me pick up my daughter and leave the other two behind. It wuz fucked. It made me feel like shit every single time it happened. Then she decided 2 drag her feet during court ordered Mediation, making it virtually impossible 4 us 2 reach some sort of compromise. Finally, when my daughter wuz only 3 years old she ignored the orders of the court and moved away without telling me where she wuz going. I didn't speak 2 or know anything about my kid 4 the next thirteen years. Not until earlier this year, when I did a search on MySpace (God...I just fucking LOVE MySpace...Don't U guys love MySpace?) and located her older brother. Yeah...that's right. The same kid I fucking dissed all those years ago. Fucking great...right?
Fortunately 4 me, he didn't even remember me and passed my info along 2 his little sister. That's how I wuz finally reunited with my long missing daughter, if only via the internet, who wuz by now fifteen years old and two months pregnant. After messaging eachother 4 a few weeks she gave me her phone number and I gave her a call...only 2 reach her mother instead. That wuz a fucking great conversation, let me tell U. She read me the riot act 4 attempting 2 intrude N2 thier lives or some fucking shit, I don't know. All I know iz the bitch wuz fucking pissed. What could I have possibly done that she can still be pissed off at me twelve fucking years later? I only cheated on her once. She fucked EVERYBODY (I mean it...Pudge2you has probably hit that shit. U know how he just loves my seconds...) and I'm not still pissed off about it. But, 4 whatever reason, she has decided it iz in her best interest 2 continue 2 hold a fucking grudge against me 4 some shit that happened a lifetime ago. Iz this fucking unreal, or what?
Anyway, so she informs me that my presence in their lives iz unwelcomed and tells me 2 pretty much fuck off. 4 awhile my kid continued 2 keep in touch with me, but eventually the stress of the pregnancy combined with whatever bullshit her mother has been feeding her must have taken its toll, and she started drifting away from me again. In fact, we haven't had very much contact at all since she telephoned me on Father's Day (that, I have 2 say, wuz one of the happiest daze of my life...) other than the occasional MySpace bulletin or whatnot. Until last week, that iz, when she messaged me 2 tell me she had given birth 2 a beautiful baby girl.
I don't know, maybe it iz selfish of me but I kinda view this as the universe giving me a second chance, and I want DESPERATELY 2 be involved in my granddaughter's life. I messaged my daughter congratulating her and telling her pretty much that same thing. She answered me 2day telling me that despite her newfound responsibilities her mother wuz still calling the shots. She didn't say her mother said, "No.", but she damned sure implied it. It's fucking bullshit, and I am just about tired of putting up with it. I just don't know what alternatives I have, and I certainly don't want 2 do anything 2 further strain the relationship I am trying 2 build with my daughter. I just don't see that as being productive in any way, shape or form.
So, I guess that the point I am trying 2 make iz that I don't know what the fuck 2 do. Fortunately, I am married 2 a wonderful woman who has pledged 2 help me anyway she can and that gives me hope. I know what this bitch can accomplish when she sets her mind 2 it. In fact, she wuz the one who actually talked my ex N2 letting me have visitation with my kid all those years ago during our Mediation fiasco. I honestly believe that had it not been 4 all her efforts back then, we really would be talking right now about a kid I hadn't seen in fourteen years, rather than one I hadn't seen in twelve. Now she has offered 2 work once again as a go between in an effort 2 help me succeed. How lucky iz that?
Who knows? Maybe something good will come from all this fucking shit in the long run. I fucking hope so. All I want iz 2 hold my daughter's daughter B4 she grows up and has a daughter of her own. No one knows better than me how quickly that actually happens.
Keeping U posted
DS 
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