Oh boy, I forgot to share this one.

  Back on Mother's Day weekend, The Ex was swinging her crazy around like her life depended on it.  Earlier in the day, The Ex called Son and said she had found a cigarette by the TV in the room where he sleeps at Ned's house. (I hesitate to say "bedroom" because Daughter said that she and Son sleep in the basement at Ned's house; Daughter and her younger sister share a bedroom that Ned constructed, and Son sleeps in the general basement area.  Daughter said that Son does not have any walls where he sleeps; it's just an open area.)  The Ex asked if he was smoking; Son said no.  The Ex said she was upset and hurt, and wanted to know why it was downstairs.  Son repeated that he was not smoking.  The Ex said that they could talk later.

 A little while after this, Ned texted Daughter accusing her of "ditching her mom on Mother's Day" and asked what was so important that she couldn't come that weekend.  Daughter asked what he was talking about (She told me that she almost replied telling Ned that she was coming and even if she didn't come, it wasn't any of his business.  I've told Daughter that's not necessarily true because if it's okay to say it to Ned, then it becomes okay to say to me; Daughter replied, "No, that's different."  I've been in Son & Daughter's lives for 11+ years now, whereas this month will be The Ex & Ned's two year anniversary.  So yes, it's totally different but I'm not going to start telling the kids that they don't have to listen to Ned.  Anyway...I'm off-topic.)  Ned said that Son had told them that Daughter wasn't coming up that weekend, and asked if he was mistaken.  Daughter said yes, she was coming for Mother's Day weekend.

  Later that afternoon, Daughter called The Ex to ask what they were doing that weekend.  During this conversation, The Ex told Daughter that she was "ready to rip fucking [Son's] penis off and shove it in his mouth" because of the cigarette she had found. (I don't even know what to say about this.  It's so violent and grotesque, and she's saying it about her own child.  This is completely unhealthy.)  The Ex asked if she knew about this and Daughter said yes, she had seen him smoking a long time ago.  The Ex asked why Daughter "wasn't getting in his face" about it. (Because she is his sister, not his parent.  That is not her job.)  The Ex went on about how bad smoking is and saying Son would have a hole in his throat and claiming that the "new" cigarettes can kill you in a matter of months. (Daughter was bored by all of this because she is not the one that The Ex should have been lecturing.  Half an hour after this phone call, The Ex called Son; he admitted that he had been smoking but said he wasn't anymore.)

  Without warning, The Ex then announced that she was upset because Daughter hadn't sent her any pictures of prom.  Daughter said that she hadn't taken any pictures on her phone; The Ex talked over top of her and was complaining that Daughter should have been sending pictures "when she was in the bathroom, peeing." (Because that is what every girl thinks about during her first prom - "I'm urinating, so I should probably send my mom some pictures.")  Daughter kept trying to explain that she did not have any personal pictures on her own phone.  The Ex complained, "Do you really think [Husband] and [my name] are going to send me pictures?"  Daughter repeated that she didn't take any pictures with her phone.  The Ex finally listened to this, and replied by telling Daughter that when she got home, she needed to "grab a hold of her slutty mother-in-law" and send pictures to Daughter's phone. (First, Daughter does not have a mother-in-law; she is fourteen years old and unmarried.  Second, I am not her mother-in-law; I am her stepmother.  Third, I have had sex with one person my entire life; The Ex is evidently trying to revive a rumor she started, when I was still a virgin, about me being promiscuous.) Daughter got frustrated trying to explain herself without being listened to, and finally said the pictures were on Facebook.  The Ex said she had not seen any posts of Daughter. (I posted a few pictures publicly.  If she didn't see any, it's either because she's lying or she never looked.) Daughter replied that's because The Ex isn't friends with the people that posted the pictures.

  The Ex flew off the handle and yelled, "Son of a bitch!  Don't piss me off!"  Daughter replied that it was the truth.  The Ex started whining that it would have been nice to see what she looked like. (She never asked anyone - Son, Daughter, Husband or myself - for pictures.  Yet now Daughter is getting yelled at because The Ex decided she wants to pretend to be a parent for just this afternoon.) The Ex went on about how Daughter doesn't respond to her texts, saying it's heartbreaking and Daughter doesn't realize that because she's still a kid. (Daughter is a young lady.  She is not an idiot.  She can tell you're full of shit and is distancing herself from your insanity.)  The Ex whined that Daughter hasn't spoken to her in almost a month (This conversation is proving exactly why.)  The Ex complained that she was hurt when Son told her that Daughter wasn't coming; she complained that she had to fight to have Mother's Day weekend off and that she had to fight to have Memorial Day weekend off so she could spend it with them. (The Ex and Ned went out on a date night on Mother's Day weekend and left the kids home by themselves.  On Memorial Day weekend, The Ex left Son at his friend's house the entire time which they think we don't know about.) The Ex complained that the kids were getting big and that she's asked them to make plans with friends on Husband's time.  Daughter said that she does make plans with friends on Husband's time. (What her mother is failing to realize is that they are teenagers who are becoming their own people, which means living their own lives and starting to branch out from their parents.  The Ex wants the kids to act like toddlers who need to constantly stay by her side, yet she never wants to truly act like a parent.)

  The Ex repeated that she just misses the kids and that they're getting big. (Here's where it gets fun.) Then she added, "Your dad's a piece of shit, along with his slutty wife, and... (Um...okay, then?  Why is it that she constantly turns their conversations back Husband and/or me?  Does she really have nothing better going on?) Everytime I try to talk to him, he goes, 'Email me,' he- so [my name] can answer! (No, he says "Email me" because we're tired of your lying and are finished with the games; all communication is now done in writing that cannot be deleted and we can prove you are ignoring.  You are the problem.  Not me, not Husband - you.) You think I like that shit?! (I don't particularly care what you don't like.  I know that you like a lot of things such as being a deadbeat parent, cheating on your husbands, not paying your bills, acting like a victim...) And then when I bring it up how I don't wanna talk to [my name], I wanna talk to you (Husband)- (She's literally never said this.  Sometimes in one of her email tirades, she addresses me in the emails instead of Husband.  Husband replies by asking her to speak to him and to stop addressing me.)  And then, all of a sudden, it's spitfire (She wished Husband a "MERRY FUCKING CHRISTMAS" a year a half ago, but the messages that we send to her are "spitfire."  Yet another brilliant example of her constant projection.) and I did everything wrong!" (We have never said this to her.  We've held her accountable; we've pointed out where she creates problems; we've told her when something is incorrect.  But we've never once stated, implied, or even insinuated that she "did everything wrong.")  The Ex then switched gears from whiny to irritated, accused Daughter of not listening to her, and said goodbye without saying that she loved her.

  So now she's gone back to claiming that I'm slutty.  She tried this years ago and had a few people believing it; those people no longer speak to her and call me their family despite there being no relation by blood or marriage.  My best guess is that she's insanely jealous of me and will do anything in her power to try and break me down.  Unfortunately for her, I stopped giving a damn what she thinks a loooooong time ago.

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