well!

#2 JUST txted me telling me that she and her husband broke up. AND it's all my fault since i "put too much stress" on them.
she said she is going to go start divorce proceedings tomorrow.

yeah right. tell me another one.

and right now i am going to slip myself into a scented, hot bath, then get into my comfy jammies, and go to bed.

fuck the world.

::sigh:

it has been a hyper traumatic week for me. all i want to do is relax myself to sleep.

but i can't. and the pernod and the bit of mead i drank did nada.

and now i'm just so down i can't stand it.


i feel pretty hurt by #2 who once again declares i will never see the redheaded boy again. but i know it's just how she rolls. stabbing her prey in every way possible. going for the soft parts.

this afternoon i spent some time text messaging(aka arguing) with #2.

i'm sure that's odd. but it gives me time to think before i speak, most times. however, sometimes i don't do really well at the part where i'm supposed to take the high road.

my last text message to her was: you are mentally ill if you think that two weeks of sex proves he is a changed man.

oh yeah. i really did text that.


part of me thinks i really should not have gone there. the other part says, if i didn't go there, who would? she has to hear it from someone...

hopefully this will my last post on this issue.

#2 apparently never learns that i stick to my guns no matter what. people cross my boundaries only over my dead body. there is no amount of face time with the baby, no amount of money, nothing that can make me back down from keeping that abusive, meth dealing creep away from me and my minor kids.

her son is her full responsibility. my three teens are mine.

fuck her extortive ways.

NO!

SHE IS BRINGING HER METH DEALING HUSBAND TO MY HOUSE!

FUCK NO!

i knew it would happen. just hoping that it wouldn't happen this soon.

#2s meth dealer husband has been declared to be a completely changed man by her/ he's been out for two weeks.

and since she will most likely move out, that leaves me in even WORSE financial shape than this trip to florida did.

i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman. i am a resourceful woman.

#2 is in labor.

the second daughter.

she is pregnant by a crack head who is currently in jail for having no less than 3 dirty ua's during probation for somthing else. i think 18 months to go.

i'm hoping it is just the pregnancy hormones, but she is so thoroughly taken with the scumbag that she lies everywhich way possible about her feelings for him, but then theoldest sister catches her writing him a letter and putting her name with his last name...

this man has hit her, and the police did nothing.
this man has tried to get her to do illegal things, which she has refused to do(or she would be in jail now) and she is too scared of him to report his activities.
against my advice she stays in constant contact("just for the baby things they give her" yeah right) with his family who enable the sorry SOB.

my greatest fear is that this is where my biggest broken heart is going to come from.

the police know he is bad news. my lawyer knows he is bad news. SHE even knows he is bad news.

but i am without legal recourse. and i firmly believe that this scumbag is quite capable of cold blooded killing.

bipolar disorder and pregnancy are a highly volatile mixture.


::sigh::

#2, 20, bipolar, and pregnant, just gave up her car to the car lot. the fast food place where she works has cut her hours to the point where she couldn't afford it. i have no clue what she is going to do now. with no car, there is no work. she is a charmer though, surely she can get rides. but i don't count on that at all.

i have made so many suggestions, being the idea generator i am, and i have no fucking idea if she is going to do ANYTHING!
she needs her GED. she needs some technical training: i suggested beautician, since she has the gift of the gab AND is good at hair stuff. older folks LOVE her to death. but that's normal since they do not see her everyday all day long...

and i know, you are wondering where the father of the child is: as far away as she can get him. not a nice person.


incidentally, i am tagging the posts about the kids with their birth order numbers.