Mephistopheles and the Chamber of Facebook

Here I am.

Alone in my new apartment writing to a blog.

Am I going crazy?

6 months ago Jenny, my wife, left me for some Latin twat named Enrique. I've been going to counseling and my therapist advised me to start journaling my thoughts, feelings and my experiences I'm going through. I'm not one to keep a personal diary so I thought I would try out this blog thing finally. I hope those that find this blog can relate and realize you're not the only one out there suffering. Whether you are male or female - hope this blog helps you through your difficult times.

My therapist also thought it would be a good idea for me to remove my wedding ring. Unfortunately it won't come off due to its deep rooted commitment and spite. I also believe in the sanctity of marriage unlike my deceiving, lying, knife me in the groin communist wife. She stopped wearing her treacherous ring of lies while we were still living together.

Anyways, a little about myself. I have 3 wonderful children, Katie who is in High School, Betty who is in Jr. High, and Becky who is in elementary. The girls are with Mephistopheles most of the time which leaves me with a lot of time to bask in the glory of my 6 year running Employee of the Year Awards. 8 more months and I break the all time record for my company. Like my therapist says, I need to focus on all the positives I can, and lets be honest, employee of the year is pretty freakin amazing.

Yesterday, I received some interesting texts from my sister asking if Becky was starting soccer on Friday. I took a small break from working towards my 7th straight employee of the year award to text back, "What are you talking about?"

My sister who has Jenny on her facebook friends list took her time in writing me back, "It's all over Facebook, she enrolled Becky into soccer, it starts this Friday and she is going to be a soccer mom now."

What the...??? Becky was never into soccer. What, now the loser Enrique has convinced one of my little angels to play his socialism bullshit sport? Are you serious? Soccer? That is for poor children in Latin America that use a rock for a ball and a hole in the ground for a goal.

How is it that all of Facebook knows what my own daughters are doing before I even know? I, her amazing 6 year in a row employee of the month, father? How is that possible? It's bullshit.

I hope Jenny gets ghonnerea in her whore mouth and dies.