When it Rains, it Pours

Ok...just when I think things will start getting better...
they don't.
Go figure!
My support payments have become few and far between...
and never the right amount.
Dental insurance?
Forget about it...
He let that slide.
I'll just pay the full amount for Shannon's braces.
I mean, the kid has had them for a year now...
I think she'd like to finish out her treatment plan.
My support payment is so little that I only have enough
to make the car payment...
and that will leave me with $50 for the next two/three weeks...
Great.
I don't know what the hell I'm going to do when I don't get ANY thing from him.
I get more and more angry when I think about him.
So what am I supposed to do?
Get two jobs...that's what!
But I can't do that either...not yet.
I need to have surgery the beginning of the year.
I can't get hired, then ask for two weeks off.
So there goes another paycheck down the tubes.
I am absolutely, just so frickin' tired of what has become my life.
What life?
I don't have one.
I can't do anything for me...rediscover me...figure out what I want...need.
I live for my girls only...
and I can't even take care of them.
This is so wrong.
I don't want to do this anymore.