Real Life® can be tough. Most people who have been around a while know this all too well. If you don’t care to read about the drama that is my life then go ahead and stop reading please…but I feel I need to get share some things here. Don’t worry, this isn’t anywhere near being Jerry material or anything like that and it will probably be pretty boring, but if you must, please continue.
Well, like a lot of people gaming has been something that I enjoy to do to pass the time. You can call it a hobby, but sometimes, especially in the World of Warcraft it can become more of an obsession I guess. I would like to think I am a person who can maintain the balance in my life, but sometimes not so much.
A little history here about me, I got married to my first wife when I was young, we were dating and she was still in high school, I was going to school for a 2 year degree in marketing, no idea there, and working part-time at a department store in Indiana. She got pregnant with my son and of course it was unplanned. So, I asked her to marry me and we wed and moved into a trailer cause it was pretty much all we could afford at the time, she got a job at the gas station and I ended up dropping out of school and working full-time at Wal-mart (the devil).
Fast forward about 2 years and I decided I needed to do something else with my life, so I went and seen the Air Force recruiter and the local carpenters union and I guess the Air Force wanted me more so I joined up.
Fast forward another year and my daughter is born while we are at Ellsworth AFB, South Dakota. The next year I go to Saudi Arabia for a 90 day deployment only to realize the last month I am there that she has been working at a bar and seeing guys…
I come home and she has moved in with her now husband in an apartment in town and about 10 months later the divorce is final. He is active duty also, they got orders and moved to New Jersey taking the kids. It was rough, but I managed. I was single for a while and I put in for some orders to get out of there, too many memories and all that. The divorce was one of those cheap no contest divorces and so being naive I didn’t even think about the visitation part of all it (mistake).
Well fast forward to 2003, I put in to get orders out to the east coast so I could see my kids on a more regular schedule and so we moved to Andrews AFB, MD. My kids are only 100 miles away up state. After many attempts at setting up at least a monthly visit for the kids to come stay for the weekend, I get fed up after a summer comes and I don’t get to see them for the break at all…so find a lawyer, pay out the fucking ass to setup what should have been done 10 damn years ago…at the same time the ex decided to go ahead and raise the child support, which is her right, so that doubles every month, then there is all the drama that she brings and it is like pulling teeth just to have her agree that the kids can come one weekend a month to visit. About 6 months go by and now they move back to Indiana…so here I am again…and I am past the point of giving a shit really. I have been depressed and angry and nothing can change it.
Everyone has their opinions and thoughts, but nothing can change how I feel about this whole mess. On top of that I don’t know how long my marriage is going to last, things are just slowly falling apart…
So, where is the balance in all of this?
I find myself living in the World of Warcaft as a way to escape all of this shit, is it healthy? probably not, but it’s the only thing that seems to keep me sane. I feel so terrible that I have failed not only my children but my wife and myself…
I have an appointment at the end of the month to talk to the doc, we shall see how that goes…until then
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