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Anybody else ever have worry after a blowup? So per my previous blog post there was a bit of a blow up a bit ago. Now I have that anxious worry that the little fuck SS is going to do something shitty. But I'm not sure he's even intelligent enough to do that since he bed rots all day. I hate having this anxious ball in my chest. I just want peace.
Hi folks. Thats the title of a song by jack johnson we used to play when hanging out beside the firepit in the backyard.
And it hasnt really applied for a long time. But it COULD have...
So - updates:
- My family and friends are rallying behind me.
- Its now HIS idea to live as platonic housemates, and he claims that he wants a divorce
- No more policing on social media. He has blocked me.
- We have our own rooms with locks.
I posted on here a few weeks ago about SD15 coming over unannounced to "grab her stuff" and has been asking to transfer to BM's local high school (about 1.5 hours away.) DH hadn't made a final decision, but he was definitely considering.
After the death of my beloved stepdad, almost a year ago, I posted a blog about PAS’d children who abuse their dads and the reckonings that can result. Today, I received a $125,000.00 cheque (along with my 5 surviving sibs) from my dad’s estate whereas his cruel and malicious adopted daughter got zip. Dad made sure that his will was airtight; no recourse for the bitch. I’ll bet she wishes that she’d been a little nicer to her father?
SD26 is still lingering in our area. She is not coming to our house because she's mad that the last time she was here I laid down a boundary and firmly told her "No, you can't boss me around in my own house."
SD asked DH to meet-up with her today to do something together. DH told her no. Let the gnashing of teeth and tearing of clothes in despair begin!
Dh told me he doesn't want to deal with traffic, or her, today. He is worried she won't take no for an answer and will badger him about the what's and why's.
I knew when I was embroiled in step-crap/toxic BM crap years ago that it was all a distraction. I knew that BM wanted it all to be a distraction (negative attention is better than no attention, right?). When she realized she could not control our lives, her behavior seemed to evolve into trying to make sure she disrupted our lives and "punished" us enough that she would be a major focus. The skids followed suit. . . her little army marching in lockstep.
When you catch the SS in a lie multiple times to the point that I'm saying to SS why are you lieing over stupid stuff? The answer used to be I don't know but now it's the oh that's right I as in SS can't do anything right. Yes that is correct I tell you to put A where B is and if you do it at all you put A outside in the grass no where near B. So what am I supposed to think? When it happens 5 to 30 times, yes I think you are stupid. Just sits in bed all day everyday playing video games. Then the husband/bio dad complains about being in the middle.
SS and fiancee are in their mid 30's. They have undergone 8 cycles of IVF and finally have a bun in the oven, due in August.
One might think that the arrival of a precious baby, to a mother whose ability to carry a pregnancy to term is risky, would be all they could want.
HCBM was arrested again. Refused DUI test. This is the second arrest where alcohol was involved within months of each other. The court system doesn't care. Still waiting on a hearing. SD and SS have behavior issues because of their lifestyle with their alcoholic mom. It's like reprogramming every time the kids come back. We have to teach them to be respectful, kind, no showboating for attention we live in a home of respect for each other... It's exhausting and my tank is on empty from such a cruel summer schedule.
Over the last few weeks and again two weeks ago my MIL expressed that SIL's MIL will harp that she always knew SIL was not good enough for her son. For my MIL that my SIL and her STBXH were HS sweethearts, stayed together from across the country when my bride took guardianship of her sister when SIL was 17 and we paid for her university studies for a year as she was in our family, battled to return to each other, had kids and created a family has been a major point of pride for my MIL. This is apparently a regular point of discussion with her coworkers at work. How this romance novel rel