The Misadventures of We Three

So my ex informed me last night that he and his girlfriend with the guy's name have moved in together. He owns his own home that was left to him when his grandfather passed away recently. He kicked the people who were living there out so him and his girl/boyfriend could move in. Along with her daughter, who, thank god, at least has a girl's name. Sorry if I sound a little bitter, I'm not. I'm pissed.

Why does he get to be happy? Why does he get to have someone, and I am lonely as hell, with two kids. One of which no one besides myself really seemed to want in the first place. He cheated on me. Twice. That I know of anyway. He should be miserable. He should never be able to have a girlfriend. This is just not fair. Why does some bitch get to have what should be my life? We should have been a happy family. We both did things wrong, I'm not laying the blame solely on him. I could have paid more attention to him and he wouldn't have gone looking for it elsewhere. We should have talked more to each other instead of to everyone else about our problems. Maybe if we had done those things, we could have worked it out. But I guess what's done is done, and there is nothing I can do to change his mind.

I think I have figured out that I don't miss him exactly, I miss what we had. Let's face it, the man is a jerk. He said mean things, told people private stuff when he was drunk and that was a lot of the time. He was messy, never cleaned up after himself. What's to miss about that? Plus there is the fact that he cheated on me. I just want that life, you know? That family unit that just seems to get farther and farther away with every day that goes by. Who in the hell wants a woman with two kids, one of which is only six months old? No one. Oh well. I can only keep movin on, and raising my babies. Maybe someday something good will come of all this.