Post-Op Pissed Off

Well I came home last night after my surgery on Monday. I can't lie, I wanted another night away. Does that make me a bad person? I'll tell you what it does make me: angry. Angry at my son's dad for not being involved in his kid's life. It would have been ideal to have him be an adult and help out but let's be real...his brain is only just finishing it's own mylenation. He's a 25 year old kid. This makes me angry at myself. So I guess this post is about being angry. I'm so full of emotions, so many different emotions. Sadness, grief, frustration, anger, denial, loneliness, irritation. The list goes on. Ugh. I don't even begin to know how to finish this rant. Done.