I left Texas last September from my second family selling their house; to be honest it never felt like a home. I've come back to Ohio to live with my ex and try being a dad again which is absolutely not a chance most anyone gets. I've put forth so much effort into being a positive presence in other people's lives but when it's just me I feel silent and stuck in this waiting mode. Just waiting for someone to need me, to feel wanted and valued. I don't write much and I know that putting my thoughts here is always safe. I really don't feel like living for myself anymore so I'll live for these kids and do everything I can to right the wrongs of my generational trauma.