I fairly new, but everyone on here is so lovely that I need to vent a bit. Sorry its so long.
Here's the background: My parents divorced when I was 20 (six years ago), my father had an affair. Last night, my mother runs into dad and his new wife (the mistress) at Wal-Mart in "her territory." She calls me because she just lost it. Today she comes to pick up my daughter to go see "Cars." They have a great time, but in the meantime my dad calls and says he wants to stop by. I tell him I'll call when Annabelle gets home (to avoid another possible run-in). So my sister slips that dad is coming to visit both of us and my mom calls me and freaks! She says she wants to fall off the face of the earth and how dare we give dad time with his grandkids when he does nothing to help us and he's never there when we need him. She insists that Dad go to her house so they can talk. I tell him he should go, because its not fair to me and sis to be caught up in the middle of her anger, when he caused it (albeit a long time ago). He refuses syaing, I put up with that crap for 22 years and its not my problem anymore.
In the meantime, my sister's baby daddy is calling me trying to arrange a pick-up for Ava (sis's baby) who's been with him for two weeks. He can't call or see sis because two months ago, he grabbed her around the neck and she filed assault charges. The judge put a non contact order in place even though they share custody.
We are normal people, I swear. I come from an upper middle class family and I PERSONALLY have no drama, the rest of my family draws me into it!
To add insult to injury, I run to Wal-Mart tonight and see a little kitten abandoned in the parking lot. I tried to get it to come to me, went back into the store to get tuna, but it won't come to me. I was going to take it to the shelter (they have and emergency drop off number. so I knew somebody would meet me.) I finally got close enough that I thought I could grab it (she was eating the tuna), but she bolted, ran into the road in the parking lot and got hit. She was dead before I even got to her. I gathered her up, took her home and buried her in the woods, made a little fence, so animals couldn't dig her out.
I've stopped crying, but I have such a huge headache from all the grief today. Thanks for letting me vent.
Here's the background: My parents divorced when I was 20 (six years ago), my father had an affair. Last night, my mother runs into dad and his new wife (the mistress) at Wal-Mart in "her territory." She calls me because she just lost it. Today she comes to pick up my daughter to go see "Cars." They have a great time, but in the meantime my dad calls and says he wants to stop by. I tell him I'll call when Annabelle gets home (to avoid another possible run-in). So my sister slips that dad is coming to visit both of us and my mom calls me and freaks! She says she wants to fall off the face of the earth and how dare we give dad time with his grandkids when he does nothing to help us and he's never there when we need him. She insists that Dad go to her house so they can talk. I tell him he should go, because its not fair to me and sis to be caught up in the middle of her anger, when he caused it (albeit a long time ago). He refuses syaing, I put up with that crap for 22 years and its not my problem anymore.
In the meantime, my sister's baby daddy is calling me trying to arrange a pick-up for Ava (sis's baby) who's been with him for two weeks. He can't call or see sis because two months ago, he grabbed her around the neck and she filed assault charges. The judge put a non contact order in place even though they share custody.
We are normal people, I swear. I come from an upper middle class family and I PERSONALLY have no drama, the rest of my family draws me into it!
To add insult to injury, I run to Wal-Mart tonight and see a little kitten abandoned in the parking lot. I tried to get it to come to me, went back into the store to get tuna, but it won't come to me. I was going to take it to the shelter (they have and emergency drop off number. so I knew somebody would meet me.) I finally got close enough that I thought I could grab it (she was eating the tuna), but she bolted, ran into the road in the parking lot and got hit. She was dead before I even got to her. I gathered her up, took her home and buried her in the woods, made a little fence, so animals couldn't dig her out.
I've stopped crying, but I have such a huge headache from all the grief today. Thanks for letting me vent.
