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Healthy Relationships vs Emotionally Abusive Relationships.

Yes. This. I wish I’d read this 15 years ago.

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Healthy Relationships differ wildly from emotionally abusive relationships, but it’s not always easy to tell the difference when you’re in them. Here are some comparisons.

An Emotionally Abusive Relationship:

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  • Makes you feel anxious.
  • Makes you feel that you’re not good quite enough.
  • You worry that what you say or do is going to upset your partner.
  • They check up on you, reads your post, emails, text messages.
  • Accuse you of cheating or not thinking of their needs enough.
  • Keeps you stuck, not fulfilling your full potential.
  • They don’t support your desire to make yourself a more independent person.
  • Shouts at you, calls you names, insults you.
  • Controls you, where you go, what you wear, who you socialise with.
  • Demands your time and attention away from other people, children and activities.
  • Punishes you when you’re not doing as they want.
  • Gives you the silent treatment or tells you they’re not upset…

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A really shitty father

I’m procrastinating. 

I should be reading chapter 18 of my Financial and Managerial Accounting book. I should be taking notes in order to answer the discussion questions at the end of the chapter. 

Instead I’m messing around on Facebook and WordPress. I’m having some trouble concentrating. 

Husband is frustrated with the latest round of stupid people continuing to be stupid. Mainly our dear Asshat. I did actually send him an email last night asking for him to please gather A’s school stuff and drop it off on our porch as he passed our house on his way to the southern part of the state in order to take his bar exam. 

No response. And, no books. Husband was actually surprised by this. “He is a really shitty father” he said after checking the porch this morning for the books. Yes. Yes he is. 

I let A stay home today. I don’t know if that was the right move or not. Frankly, I’m not currently in the mood to pick apart my parenting choices right now. I’m tired. And a little cranky.

Husband would like to set some limits about A just ending up here because his father doesn’t have the gas money to drive in to pick him up…or whatever lame excuse he has on any given day. I get it. I really do. But. I’m not going tell A that he can’t spend the night at home. Not ever. 

Its all so frustrating. All over again.

 

 

what would you do?

A is here. I picked him up from school. The plan, the last I knew, was that I’d  be picking him up from school, and that his father would then pick him up from my house and take him back to his house. This way A can participate in after school activities. Today, at 3pm A messaged me saying he’d be staying over tonight with me. I figured this was coming since the bar exam is on Tuesday and Wednesday this week, and his father would be busy with that, and unavailable to, you know, parent.

However. A informed me that he doesn’t have any of his books for school tomorrow. Initially dad had told him that Wednesday would be the day that he’d need to be gone to take the test, since he passed part of the test already. But on the way to school this morning, he informed A that Tuesday was the day. This left A unprepared and without his things.

According to A, as that is all I have to go on, as we know asshat won’t speak to me in any way, dad will be gone from 4am tomorrow morning until 7pm tomorrow night. At which time, he should be able to pick A up and take him back to his house.

A’s answer to not having his stuff is that he’ll just miss school tomorrow. My answer is that dad should bring his stuff in town and drop if off for him. A’s response is on message with his fathers “Dad can’t afford an extra trip in town.” Right. Of course he can’t. I’m not entirely sure why he has A any part of time at all considering how fucking broke he seems to be.

Anyway – back to the point of this post…..What would you all do? Would you go get A’s stuff for school? Would you let A stay home since he doesn’t have his things? Do you send a pointless email to asshat pointing out his shitty parenting and tell him he should bring A his stuff? Do I drive all the way out to the old house so A can get his crap?

I’m anxious to hear what you have to say… I could use any thoughts from others that I can get – as this will NOT be the last time I’m in this position.

 

You can’t make this stuff up…

D had a melt down this morning. Refusal to go to diving class. Attitude. Calling me immature. And my totally mature response? “I’m almost forty fucking years old! I’m not the one being immature!” Ok. Maybe that was a little immature. 

Either way, the consequence was loss of computer for a week. He remained firm in his resolve to be a little turd, so the computer was removed and locked away. 

Later he decided he’d like to go visit dad. Mainly to go play in the woods outside of the old house, and yeah, maybe to play a little xbox…

I explained that likely nothing with his dad had changed since the last time he had visited. He didn’t care, really, he just wanted to go out and play in the woods. I explained that dad would need to come get him and that I would be picking him up at 5pm on Sunday, as per the court order. D was mad. Obviously dad wouldn’t come get him! Why can’t I just take him!? And why does he have to wait until Sunday to be picked up?! This is dumb! 

I gave a whole speech about boundaries, and parents sharing responsibilities, and how we spent a lot of money to get this court order, so we’re going to stick to it. 

Eventually, D decided to give dad a call and see if he could get him to come pick him up. 

“Hi dad…..good…..hey can I come over and visit at your house today?”
We can hear asshat on the other end as we’re sitting in the same room, he didn’t even think about it, he just said “No I cant, I”m studying for the bar.” D’s response was “oh…..ok…..well…..” then asshat started in on some excuses “I don’t have enough money for you to come visit. I’m going to need to work on a new schedule, I’m going to need to get a second job” D rolled his eyes and said, “yeah, ok…”

The phone got static-y and D hung up. Shortly after asshat called back and they talked a little more, but D thought other things were more entertaining and after about 2 minutes he said “I gotta go….yeah nice to talk to you too…bye”

Asshat could have said “Yes! I’d LOVE to see you! Let me email your mom and see what we can work out!” But no. That isn’t what he did. Instead he sent me this email: 

“D called me today to ask about visiting this weekend.  Per the order, as you would say, communication about visitation needs to not go through him.  It is inappropriate for you to encourage him to do the very thing which you seemed hell bent to prevent.  Just an FYI so that in the future it will not happen again.”

He wasn’t encouraged by me to call. He was told he can do whatever he likes. Am I supposed to tell him that he’s not allowed to call his father to ask to come visit? That he needs to wait for dad to initiate contact? Really? What a fucking idiot. 

Nice and quiet

Things have been calm here since the order. A was feeling very frustrated with his dad’s lack of ability to parent. It wasn’t too big of a deal when they lived in town…but being out in the woods, away from his friends, and school, needing a ride everywhere – A’s patience wore thin. Before the order, A called and asked me to come get him on Tuesday, rather than Thursday. It was fine with me to have him here a couple extra days. On Sunday, X came to pick A up (30 minutes late) and took him back to the woods. 

On Monday A called me from school asking me to go pick him up. Of course I did, and on the way back to my house (where I thought X was going to pick him up after work) A informed me that dad hadn’t gone to work that day, he’d stayed home to study for the bar exam. Also, dad said he may or may not have the gas money to be able to drive back in town to get A back home. After several text messages and unanswered phone calls, A decided, even though he didn’t have his materials for classes the next day, he would like to stay with me for the rest of the week. 

By Thursday X managed to stop by the house to drop off A’s school materials he’d asked for on Monday. Sigh. 

Saturday A and his friend got on a bus to Boston to go visit the friends family for February vacation. A will be back on Sunday, and rumor is that he’d like me to pick him up at the bus station, bring him to my house, then maybe dad will pick him up from there in the afternoon. Who really knows? Not me, that’s for sure. 

X has un-friended A on Facebook – I suspect in an attempt to keep me from seeing his page? Hard to tell. Funny thing though, girlfriend is friends with A so I can see her page just fine. She got roses on Valentines day. “#gotagoodman”  and “#grateful365” she wrote. This made me do some form of laughing, feeling sad and throwing up in my mouth a little all at once. She also thinks Facebook works like twitter I guess. 

Meanwhile, neither D or I have heard from X. Not a whisper. D is still going to counseling. Today the counselor asked, “So any word from dad lately?” D answered, “nope.” The counselor talked about how seeing dad is D’s choice, and how he might wish, when he’s older, that he made a different choice about trying to reach out to his dad. D’s response “That’s a one in a million chance. I doubt it.” D likes this counselor, but its hard when its clear that he just doesn’t understand what kind of person X really is. But, like the rest of us, he’ll just have to figure it out on his own I guess.

We’ve made plans to head to Florida with the boys in March. We are all very much looking forward to it. Its been so cold and so much snow here lately, we’re all ready for a break from it. 

The End.

I’ve read it, re-read it, scanned it, copied it, forwarded it, read it again…the order has arrived. 

Friday at lunch I saw that my lawyer had emailed me. She stated that she thought I would be “pleased” with what the order contained. This may have set my expectations a little too high. 

The order contained largely what I expected it to. The main points are: 
* Week on and a week off for A.
*Each parent gets 2 non-consecutive weeks of vacation with the kids.
*Child support for me of $103.41 per week, retroactive to April 12 of 2013 when the court deemed it ‘reasonable’ that he should start supporting his kids after the ‘transition’ from school and bar study. This adds up to right around $4800.00.
*All rights and responsibilities remain shared, however if I email him he has 48 hours to respond, otherwise I can make a unilateral decision. Unfortunately, the timeliness of his bullshit responses to whatever I had to say about the kids was never really an issue.
*He is not allowed to contact D to arrange visitation, he is to go through me, then, contact with D will be alternating weekends, Friday at 5pm to Sunday at 5pm.
*The person receiving the child is to do the transportation.
*He is responsible for 52% of uninsured medical costs. 
*His motion to enforce is denied, as it was made clear that I was within reason to not force D to go visit, considering how D felt about the whole thing. 

D was not happy about this. Since the last time he visited, he doesn’t want to go anymore. His response when I told him about the order was, he’s hoping that dad never sees the order, and if he does, he hopes he doesn’t bother to email me about it.
A is fine with this. However, when I started talking about plans to go to Fl to see husband’s family (which we’ve been holding off on planning until we got the order) A is under the impression that we can’t go unless dad ‘consents’ to us going. “Dad won’t let us” is what he said. I told him that wasn’t accurate, we can do whatever we like, dad gets no say in it. When A says stuff like that, it really makes me wonder how much inaccurate control garbage he really spews at A when they are together. 

This is bullshit, if you ask me. Why did I have to spend over $8000.00 on a fucking lawyer to get THIS as the result? Oh right…its because he is an abusive, manipulative, piece of shit, ass monkey.

And….as for my lawyer? I wouldn’t recommend her. She was expensive, and not particularly useful. She didn’t really grasp what kind of person we were dealing with. I could tell that she often thought, especially in the beginning, that I was overreacting to the shit asshat was doing. She somehow ‘forgot’ to put legal fees into the pretrial list of what we were asking for, even though she and I had talked about it specifically several times. This meant that it wasn’t up for discussion during the trial. She initially quoted me $1500.00 to take care of this. When that money was gone, she estimated another $2000.00. We got our final bill from her yesterday and we owe her $6600.00. We’d get bills monthly. We knew it was accumulating, but we had no way to stop it, not when she wanted to see every fucking email exchange. She was unclear about the amount of time we had for our trial. She’d prepared for 2 days, when we only got 1 day. I paid for prep that we didn’t need. She frequently would ask me “can you think of anything else I should be asking?” during the trial. Fuck man, I don’t know…isn’t this YOUR job? Isn’t this why I owe you so much money now? She even charged me $18.50 to read and respond to the email I sent her on the 27th asking if she’d heard anything about the order yet, as we were told we’d have it in 30 days, maybe less. I guess not really having a grasp on what we needed ourselves made it difficult to be able to choose the appropriate lawyer. Or maybe we just totally picked the wrong person. Or maybe she was a shitty lawyer. I don’t know. 

Anyway. It’s over. I’ve got the order. $8000 dollars and 16 months later, It’s not what I wanted, but it’s about what I expected. This process has been complete and total bullshit from beginning to end. 

The End. 

 

he’s got it under control.

I took A to the old house to drop him off. We talked about him coming to my house every day after school to wait for dad to pick him up, rather than having to ride the bus all the way out to the old house, then walking the mile up the private road. He thought that was a good idea. 

A said that dad’s plan is to live in the old house until he can get it fixed up enough to be able to rent it. A didn’t know what that meant or how long that may take. I am wondering how on earth he’s going to pay for all these repairs and fixing stuff up…

I saw this ad on craigslist this morning with the old house’s address listed: 

3 bdrm / 2 bath 1000 – negotiable

“Cape style home situated on 2 1/2 acres in Eddington, Maine. Home has full basement with washer / dryer and a chest style freezer. About 1500 square feet not including basement. Pets are determined on a case by case basis and will require a deposit. Utilities not included – heat and electricity. First, last and security. Rent is negotiable and I will work with the right people to find something that works for both of us.”

So. He’s not really worried about it getting fixed up I guess? The best I can gather, the master plan is to get some schmuck to pay him first, last, and security – totaling $3000.00. And with that money, he and my son will then move OUT of that house and into a DIFFERENT place all together? I guess whoever said that kids need stability was just full of shit.
Plus, in speaking with REAL landlords, like the people I rent from, it’s pretty impossible to find renters who have that kind of money to be able to part with at once. Most places we looked at wanted first and security…because they wanted people to actually rent the place. But, I’m sure Asshat knows just what he’s doing. 

In court my lawyer asked him about buying clothes for D rather than expecting D to bring clothes from my house. Asshat’s response was “That’s what I learned from the For Kid’s Sake program, (the mandated parenting class we both had to take) that clothes are a big issue for a lot of parents.”
That is what he learned from a 4 hour parenting class about how to parent your children when you are divorced. I’m sure he’s got everything under control. 

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