I am thoroughly disgusted with everyone and everything at this point - I don't even know where to begin.

My son's life is a mess - thanks to the stellar parenting job of his father - my ex - who does not seem to care that his son is apparently using drugs, is depressed and just can't get his life together. But *I'M* over-reacting....yeah right. My ex's attitude - as it has been for years now is to shrug it off, act like an ostrich with his head in the perverbial sand and have things fall by the wayside - why interfere - perhaps he thinks it's natural selection.

Not being able to finish things is appropros of what, exactly?

It's the story of my life and my relationships.

My heart has never felt heavier. I have never been more hurt and insulted as I am right now. Or angry for that matter. I want to scream but, I am afraid to as I may never stop. I feel as fragile as butterfly wings - and butterflys, so I am told, only live for two weeks - to me as it stands right now - that sounds like heaven.

Whatever.