My younger brother’s divorce is final today. After about six months of fucking hell, he’s finally made it through everything.
Child custody is a complete bitch. Either act like an adult or give up living. His now ex-wife is going to make this an interesting ride, it appears. Thank god for aggressive attorneys.
I didn’t care much for Steve’s attorney when I worked in law enforcement, he was too critical and overly aggressive as a defense attorney. So naturally, he’s the first guy that I thought about when he needed an attorney to help him through his divorce and subsequent child custody bullshit.
Here’s hoping that things go better moving forward. I can still have hope….
And I fucking hate that Tammy Wynette song.