I've worked hard, raised my kids, and played by the rules, now I'm 52, laid off, and can't find a job. I hate to say this but I'm ready to break some rules now.

I am a serious freak, but nobody knows because they see someone quiet and reserved.

I truly believe with all my heart that the world is going to end soon, I'm ok with it because I hate my life anyway.

I divorced you for cheating on me and I deeply enjoy seeing you broke and unable to have a real relationship now, it's like revenge I don't have to feel bad for

I never loved your mother and the only woman that i ever loved hated you. I left her for you and you are grown. I am all alone but somehow her memory haunts me