To My Babies

Kids, if it were up to me, we'd still be whole.

But honestly, living with your mom was unbearable at times.

Her infidelity hurt deeply, lack of support suffocated me,

and selfishness felt like sabotage to our family.

Every day I fought to provide and love you all selflessly,

while feeling drained by her actions – no gratitude, only pain.

My dream was still us together, happy and strong,

but her choices made that impossible.

Know this: my love for ALL of you never changed – still doesn't.

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