
It seems every time I think I figured it out a new obstacle falls right in my path and screws everything up. Not only does it make me have to rethink things it puts new perspectives on everything I thought was okay. Like looking through your lens and the subject and the background just fall out of focus. you can't make out what is the background and what is the subject.
I hear many things about them all, both positive and negative. I care about them but I have to make choices that will anger some while make others happy. Either way I go I will be pissing someone off and look like a hypocrite. Now if I could be 100% sure about my choices I wouldn't care but I'm not however the sand is almost out of the glass and if I don't make the choice soon I might not have the choice again.
This all about Ozzy and that what makes it all that more serious. His mom is no angel yet I do know she wants whats best for him. Her mom wants whats best for him and they both think the other is wrong and I can't help but think I created part of the mess by supporting the mom the whole time but now I feel I lost complete control of the situation. Now the mom is in charge and again I'm left with nothing but the drama of this entire ordeal. "I want him", "I know whats best for him" blah blah blah blah. I'm so worn out from it all and the one that losses the most is Ozzy. He hears his moms name being dragged through the mud and I don't care what she did that's not right. His mom does some dumb shit as well, not that I witnessed it but I hear about it.
Who's side do I choose because they both don't want the other to have him yet I want him as well. So from being tug of war between two will no be between three. Just great.
Note to Self: Buckle up, it's going to be a long summer.

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