Not necessarily a ‘wild experience’ but I need to let out a good feeling and ‘shove it in yer face!’ to my exwife.

In 2001 you made me quit my dream of acting to live a life you wanted me to have. I went to school, paid for your master’s degree, bought a house, three cars, a motorcycle and we had a child in 2005. But as soon as you graduated with your masters, you divorced me and took EVERYTHING because I whooped your boyfriends a** while he was in our house. You had me committed for f****** him up (gladly) so where I lost all rights to our son. The joke is one you…that meant I didn’t have to pay child support. You’re repeated attempts afterwards for free money for you, not him, were thwarted as I had to keep showing the paperwork from the attorney general that YOU wanted my rights terminated and YOU AGREED to the stop of child support.

Now, in 2014, I’m reflecting on the 6 years I haven’t seen our son. I pursued my acting and guess what. After you, I’ve been in 4 TV series, 4 commercials, 7 movies, 1 print ad, 4 clothings line websites, 10 music videos (thanks to all old connections), and have agents in NY, Toronto, LA, and London. Something you told me in 2001 would never happen.

Just to shove it in your face: 1 have a bigger house now, in Hollywood, a condo in NY and a condo in Toronto. I got a better motorcycle. I have my dream car, a 1985 Ferarri Testarossa (I could have bought a newer one or Lambo but I wanted the Testy since a kid). Best part, I never forgot our son. He has a bank account that I put 30% of my wages in monthly and it accrues interest. If he ever comes back into my life, he has a room set up just for him. I manage to recover old pictures from the laptop your lawyer gave my lawyer saying the drive was crashed.

Yes, I got your Twitter add and your Facebook add, but nope, won’t do it. I’m sure you follow my acting page, but I haven’t bothered to search.

Thank you for divorcing me. I was not living my dream and now I am. These last few years have indeed been a wild ride.