Something I love about myself is the fact that I’m a good man with a good heart.
I’ve heard the horror stories. I’ve heard all about ex-boyfriends and ex-husbands and just how incredibly shallow and uncaring they all seem to be. I’ve heard all about how they won’t pay child support, won’t visit their children regularly, and then give women a difficult time in other aspects of the separation.
I love my kids. I love them desperately. If they need me, I’m there in whatever capacity I can manage. I pay my child support faithfully and even volunteer to have my wages garnished so I can ensure I don’t fall behind at all. I want to make sure that my kids not only have a loving father, but know that their parents don’t hate each other and can live happily in separation. With my daughter being 13 and my son being 5, that’s a lot of years to have been friends with their moms. I’ve done that and I’m proud of it. I’ve always put my kids first.
I can look at myself in other areas of my life and know that I’m the same person.
And it’s funny because for the longest time I was a man who didn’t care about others. I didn’t care about the world around me. I was shallow and self-centered and full of bravado. All I cared about was myself and nobody was going to change that. Thankfully, a failed marriage and a lot of self-analysis have helped me change (I’m sure maturity has a lot to do with it, too).
I may make mistakes and I’m far from perfect, but my intentions are good…and that’s one of the things I love about myself.