trailer trash

How do I choose to experience this:

The boys father called me at school. I was in the middle of the first day of classes, but as E was just starting his ADHD meds I over worried that it might be related to a bad reaction...

What the ex tells me is that he wants to come to the house and take all the tools and bicycle things he left behind. I've been asking him to do this for years, three to be more specific, but for some reason today was the day. Something set him off. Maybe he drove by and saw the beau carrying the dog out for me while I was at work...

In recent months I've claimed one of the several bicycle frames left behind in the basement and I've had it over hauled and gifted it to the beau. Some how Max found out and Insanity ensued. threats to turn me into SRS for the slap that caused E's lip to bleed... I've laid my self bare here, believe it or not I've not sugar coated any of my doings. I fuck up, but I do not abuse my children. My biggest fault is the way I wear my insecurities and doubt like a badge of martyred honor.

I refused to turn this bicycle over to him. The law is in my favor.

Oh and the threats continued. My son, E was beginning to come around but a few hours ago he called and informed me he hates me and will never live with me again.

I have no way to reach my other son, A, whom I'm certain is sick with worry and confusion.

My boyfriend is sick and angry and feels helpless. He would really like kick some insane ex ass, but he knows that would only compound my troubles.

I'm thinking this numb I'm feeling might just be the best I can hope for at the moment.