Well, I’ve been mostly absent for quite some time, but an email recently from a STalk friend prompted me to put out an update blog. Why did an email prompt a blog from me? Well, I’ve learned that I’m not the only one at STalk with a STalker (pun intended), and I’ve also learned that I’m missed here, so although I can’t go back to everyday comments as I actually have enjoyed less negativity the past few months, I shouldn’t be wholeheartedly MIA either.
I just had to come back and get my fellow STalker opinions on this topic.
HCBM has become so morbidity obese that she can barely walk short distances and has trouble breathing. Her live-in boyfriend has been transporting skids for visitation half way points for several months now.
I don’t post often, but I just had to post this one.
Several years ago, DH and I got wind of the fact that HCBM and he rest of her money-grubbing clan were aware of my folk’s financial status.
I grew up being asked to write a Christmas wish list, and a wish list for birthdays as well.
Sometimes I didn’t get everything on my list and sometimes I did, but it helped my parents out greatly since they weren’t born with psychic abilities to help them just “know” what their 3 children wanted.
It is common knowledge that many of us have been victims/survivors of domestic violence.
Do you remember what the point was, or what someone else said to you that finally convinced you that your abuser’s actions toward you are not ok, and that you should leave?
For me, it was my abuser showing a lack of disregard for my child that prompted me to leave (I don’t care what you do to me, but don’t mess with my kid). It was only after I left that I gained the self esteem necessary to not tolerate abuse from anyone anymore.
I broke the cardinal rule of disengagement on the last skid weekend:
YSS said that he and OSS received flu shots earlier in the week. YSS seemed a little down in the dumps (slightly sick) so thinking that it was a reaction to the flu shot, and therefore non-communicable, I cared for him all weekend long. DH has his hands full with OSS who is failing school and constantly lying about homework).
Last weekend was our skid weekend (we are EOW), and we had plans to have a small lunch on the porch before giving YSS10 his birthday gifts. He just turned 10, and given the epic double-digit b-day bash I threw for DD when SHE turned 10 long ago, I figured HCBM would be throwing YSS10 a big soiree for his leap into double-digit-dom. DH and I send HCBM $1000/month for skids, so you would think a party and some presents would be in order, right?
Nope. Nope. Nope.
Just when you think you've heard it all...
I have mulled over this numerous times, and now I’m putting it in writing:
WHAT is it with skids having such intense hatred (or fear?) of being... outside?
Is it just MY skids, or are there others?
Last weekend, skids (who regularly choose to shut themselves in their tiny bedroom all weekend long - another topic altogether that I will never comprehend, seeing as being made to stay in my bedroom as a child for even an hour felt like unbearable torture), were roughhousing in their bedroom.
So now we find out that not only is OSS13 failing most of his classes in school, but YSS9 is also not doing well in school.
One of OSS13's teachers resembles me (except for her hair color), and she is the one he misbehaves the worst around. This is absolutely a direct result of PAS and all of the vile things his mother has made up about me over the years.
It is frustrating that both skids are bombing in school, but I know I'm in good company at STalk.
Here is my major concern (I worry about things that haven't happened yet, I know):
...thinks angry OSS13.
As is DD, OSS13 is gifted. I thought the two of them would be neck and neck with grades and in competition with each other as to who becomes the most successful in life...
Buuut.... as stated in my previous blog, OSS13 is failing multiple classes and apparently has been for a couple of years.
Here’s the kicker: we found out this past weekend, that OSS13 isn’t upset at his failing grades... he is upset that he actually has to DO homework and classwork at all!!!