Well, well, well. I never thought I would see the day that I would actually feel sorry for you, but I do. Your life is falling apart, and even though you are getting your just desserts, you are still a pathetic sight. I always dreamed that revenge would be sweeter, but I find that everyone loses in this foolish game.

I used to love you so much. It seems like forever ago now, but I know that when you cheated on me over and over, and used me up and threw me away, I was so devastated. I was so trusting, so young and foolish. I would have done anything for you. I was so stupid and innocent.

Everyday I have to see your face when I look at our children. It used to hurt me, I used to feel such a loss. Now I realize that they just got the best of you, your good looks. The rest of what they have become is all because of me, and they are the best thing that ever happened to me.

This year would have been our 13th anniversary. I have been putting up with your garbage for so long now, that in a way, you are just a familiar reminder of a mistake in my life I will never repeat. I don't despise you anymore, like I used to. I wasted far too much time and energy trying to make you be a dad to our kids, to make you take responsibility for them and step up to the plate. It has been like kicking a dead horse, and I am tired of that.

I am lucky. I have raised our kids without you. I am so glad now that I get all the credit along with the satisfaction of doing a job well done, even though I sometimes wondered if I was doing right, and sometimes I pitied myself for being stuck with all the responsibilities. I let my exhaustion and frustration trick me into thinking I needed your help. But I was wrong. I am so happy to know that you are not a role model to them. I am glad that you didn't get the chance to let them learn how to be a coward, unreliable, irresponsible, selfish, and immature like you are. They deserve better than what you would have had to offer. I see that now.

I will never know how you can sleep at night knowing what a sorry father you have been. You missed out and everday of your life you will have to live with knowing that you are a deadbeat.

The only thing you can say is that you are their father, but it holds no meaning. If I could go back and do things over, I would have never let the kids know you hurt me. I would never have given you the pleasure of traipsing in and out of their lives at your convienience, and I would have put you in jail the first time you didn't pay child support. Then maybe you would have learned something and not fucked up your life so badly.

Oh well, too fucking bad for you.
What goes around, comes around, doesn't it?

Sincerely,