So…there we are at family dinner. I still wasn’t feeling great about being there (see my previous post here which explains my anxiety) but I had it all planned out. I had grabbed PLENTY of work to keep me distracted and to keep me from having to interact with Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. We arrive at this week’s neutral restaurant, and I encourage Hermione to sit by her dad so he can help her with her homework (also a purpose of the dinners), and we have a pretty large booth so all of them fit on the same side. (#WINNING) I immediately take out one of my planners and start writing out some plans for the blog and my online jewelry site, thinking he would start going through Hermione’s homework with her. This would pretty much excuse me from conversation with The Girlfriend all night since, here lately, she and I don’t have much conversation unless The Ex is absent from the dinner (a story for another time)… But, OF COURSE, the best laid plans of nice and men…
I happen to look up and The DAMN Girlfriend, is opening Hermione’s homework folder and starts going through it with her! Then The Ex somehow take this as his hint to proceed to have an entire freakin’ conversation with me for the entire TWO HOURS!!!! He never ONCE looked at our child’s homework and proceeded to talk a hole in my head. Now, mind you, this isn’t the first time this has happened and it won’t be the last. For reasons that I will fully explain in later posts, this man and I are NOT cool, we are NOT friends, we are NOT homies, there is NO mutual respect or trust. So why in Hades, does he feel the need to to spend the entire time talking to me, at an event where the sole purpose is for him to spend time with Hermione and help her with his homework???? I wish I could just ignore him, or just bless him ALL the way out when this happens but, no matter how much I despise him, I would NEVER disrespect him in front of our daughter. So I get stuck talking to him, about current events, their latest family vacation, or whatever the fuck else he decides to talk about.
Ughhhhhhhhh! I don’t understand it, I mean, according to him I’m the woman who “used her rape as an excuse not to have unwanted sex”. Yes, that is an actual sentence my “husband” said to me during an argument while we were still together. As if rape is some kind of fucking doctor’s note to get out of P.E!!!!! Never mind the fact that whether she was raped or not, NO woman is obligated to have unwanted sexual contact with anyone! PERIOD. END.OF.STORY! In that same argument he pointed out that I “did not give him enough head while I was on my period, I mean I was the one with the period, not him.” I CANNOT make this shit up! And yet 9 months later, AFTER we moved into separate houses, I started sleeping with him again. YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, I know, stupid me. And that’s when he decided to cheat on The Girlfriend with me, his wife. So when you combine all that with the fact that I found out recently he is going to try to get full custody of Hermione, I am all the way done with this sorry motherfucker and would be quite happy if I never had to speak to him again. However, since that’s not possible the least he could do is shut the fuck up talking to me at dinner, and pay attention to our beautiful daughter like he is supposed to be doing.
I apologize for the expletive-laden post, and I almost want to go back and erase all of them, but what’s the point of having an anonymous blog if I can’t keep it real here with you? What I will do instead is let you know that my blog name DOES mean something to me. I am known, for my curves, for my curls, and most definitely for my smiles. 😃 I may be angry right now, but this white hot heat will fade. Just as sure as a campfire logs dwindle down to ash that once touched, easily crumbles, breaks, and is easily swept away with no remains to be seen. Not only will it fade, but one day (soon I hope) this anger will be replaced with PLATONIC love and forgiveness, because I would hate to go to Hell for having unforgiveness on my heart nor is that the way I want to live the rest of my life. So if you believe in God, or prayer, please keep me in your prayers. And if you don’t, then just send your positive thoughts my way. And if you’re someone having a hard time too, no matter it is let me know in the comments below, I’ll keep you in my thoughts and prayers as well.
Thanks for taking the time to read this!
– CC&S