Where were you! We waited all night for you and you never showed up! Did you forget you had plans with Charlie?  Time and time again I trust you'll be there and time and time again you disappoint him. I feel like such a fool for believing you.

You say you're active. But, are you? Actively absent, maybe. When was the last time you spent some real quality time with him? When was the last time you spent the whole time with him that you said you would? I honestly can't remember. It's been that long.  How can you abandon him at a time when he needs you most?

You say you're "on board," but I don't think so. Sometimes I don't think you were ever on board. It's like you're not even there at all. Like you're invisible.

So I'm the one who has to get up all night trying to correct what you messed up and I'm the one who has to tell him why he feels so lousy.

And don't even begin to say that I press your buttons. It's the only way I can get you to do anything for Charlie.

I'm tired of making excuses for you.

One more thing, Active Insulin. You know the crock pot my mother bought us for our anniversary in 1977? I want it back!

Not too obvious I'm a product of a broken home, is it?