There Is Zero Competition

If you've been following along for this long..thank you.

I talk a lot of nonsense, but as I've mentioned previously this unknowingly has become a bit therapeutic. 

Now. Let's get into the meat and bones of everything, this post might sound like I'm hating, but after the Kendrick vs Drake beef. I realized I am not hating to my full potential. 

I seriously crack myself up sometimes as I'm writing these.

In all seriousness, I wanted to drop a disclaimer before I go any further. This post isn't to throw shade or blame on anybody.

I recently mentioned, on one of the last posts "Beyond the Punchline: Who Are You When the Laugh Track Stops?" If you haven't had a chance to read it, check it out. I was able to give some insight on my side of dating life.

But as we go on this journey, it's only fair to give the otherside some perspective. 

The most difficult part for me was having to accept the fact that my daughters mother was legit moving on and going about her way. Foolishly, or maybe just not being able to accept reality. There was always a piece of me that held on to the hope that things were going to work out. 

It's not the "what happened" with everything, it was how shit happened and how it was handled by the other parties involved. Sure, call it bitterness, hating or anything you want BUT I am going to very clear here. I am in no capacity claiming to be a victim.

So imagine having to cope with all this, trying to be a father, trying to work, trying to balance school and then..

There's a boyfriend. 

How this came about is not something I'm going to get into 'cause then I'll really be talking shit. But eventually I met the dude, and again I'm going to be very frank.

There is zero competition. 

Again, I've had to go to some pretty dark places to get to this point and understanding, but I know I'm a great father.

Keep this in mind, as your life goes on. Your ex-spouse has to do the same, but don't take this part for granted, and it's probably the most important thing that I've come to accept is that I love my daughter more than my ex-wife.

All the petty shit, push that shit aside and be the great father you are, and if you don't think you are, now is your opportunity to do so. 

This isn't advice on how to manage co-parenting, that is whole other obstacle within itself and definitely for another day.

Take pride in knowing you're a great father, and hold yourself to a higher standard because your kids do.