Hi Linda,
Thank you for reaching out to me, that means a lot to me. Right now, what James doesn't understand, so he keeps texting and saying mean things to me, is that it showed up on my main profile page that he changed his status from "in a relationship" to "single" and then went and signed up for all the dating sites within that hour (I went to his profile and it's all time stamped). I NEVER EVEN KNEW, nor was I told that I lost my boyfriend when he told me to move back to Long Beach. NEVER!! I know he doesn't like to be alone, but he doesn't like to make proper time for a relationship, to court a nice girl properly, either. And I'm at my wits end! I cried all night and the next day. My mum is here now to help me pack and to be sure he doesn't do anything stupid. Unfortunately, he has a key to my place that I gave to him and he's come rushed in here before without even ringing my doorbell (which is bright orange and the size of a silver dollar....he says he didn't see it). I know the day he got a divorece he moved another girl in that very same day...well, I don't work that way and he's tried to pressure me to move in and I say no, it will not work. He has to able to be alone and comfortable with himself and his situation first. I love him to pieces!!!!!!! I love the children to pieces!!!!! I love you to pieces!!!!! What am I supposed to do when behind my back someone I love is trying to replace me before they break up with me so they don't have to be alone? He told me MANY times that's what he does...well, that's why the relationships are failing. I don't want ours to fail, Linda. But he's very thich-headed and I've flexed all I can. Someone having a key to my place this early on is the BEST I can do!! I am very disappointed with the role model he's setting for the boys, but I don't think they're adhearing to it. Just some of the things Jimmy said of James were so true and it stabbed me in the heart he noticed his father was that way. Not necessarily bad things, but I have no memory of my father in this manner....So I find it troubling and I HONESTLY tried to step in slowly and become a female figure the boys could respect and love. But James just wouldn't really have it! I failed every which way I turned....but I did not go behind his back and stab it through Facebook (which I told him....leave Facebook, I will, too, when we met...there's no reason to be on it now we've found each other. If it doesn't work out, then go back to it). But he said no, his ADHD was so bad he had to play video games. Well. funny how those "video games" turned into Speed Date, buying girls on FriendFolio, and a whole bunch of other things. This is all to familiar to me, as I've been with someone like this and it's following the EXACT same pattern. So I'm jumping ship and saving myself and he can capsize and learn something with much hope. Like I said....I love you all to pieces...but James hasn't learned a darn thing from his personal failures in the past...and we all have to. Thank you again for being nice to me, letting me explain a bit, letting you know I DID NOT and WOULD NOT give up on your son or grandchildren, that James, himself, told me to go away and didn't realize what messages pop up on your freind's profile page. I know he didn't realize it, because he was texting me as though I hadn't seen it and wouldn't see it....he was acting cool and easy. And he's right about one thing....he thought I loved him, yes, he thought right, I DO love him. But I don't like cheaters and non-communicators that are always emotionally unavailable, whether they love me or not.....love is only part of it. Please kiss every one good bye for me....this is just too much for me to handle with all his harassing, mean texts and emails. I just can't take it. I want a nice, lovely, communicative relationship with anyone who has a decent heart and not too ugly of a mug. That's not a lot to ask for. Again, thank you...and you DO HAVE a lovely son, but he's really a very angry person that flies offf too easily at nothing and life is TOO SHORT for that.

I love you,
Shay