How On Earth?

Dear Diary,


Im so pissed off. ::Taking deep breath::


So I went out with my girlfriend. I would have loved to have slept in or stayed at boyfriends house but ex was dropping kids off at my Moms between 8 or 9 said and that he had a flight out at noon.


So I got home really late, about 5am. Slept till 9. No phone call from Mom saying the kids arrived to come get them. So I called her at 9:30. Nothing. I said “Mom he told me saturday night on the machine he is dropping them off at your house” and he last told me between 8-9 am because he has to make his flight out today around noon.


So I called him first, left him a voice mail asking where they were, that my Mom has an appointment and we are both waiting to hear what is going on.


Now its 10am. Nothing.


So I call local relatives thinking maybe he pulled the stunt still of me having to get them there. They said “No he left already” I said “Are the kids there?” She said “No they left early this morning” Then she went to ask her Mom, comes back “They went to church”


I hung up. I called my Mom back “Mom they said they went to church” Mom answered “Oh how accomodating. Do you see what hes doing Victoria? He is trying to look like a good father now and take them to church, what he is failing to realize is he is hurting himself by failing to follow through with agreed actions.”


So now we wait to hear whats next.


Mom called again shortly said he called her ( he got my voice mail ) She said he was very apologetic, then once again “Oh Victoria and I discussed this” She then said he started to mumble, “oh well.,. uh ” My Mom said “Victoria by this point I think hes told so many lies he doesnt even know what is the truth anymore of what he himself even said” He said to my Mom he was taking them out to breakfast, and he would bring them back now if she needed too. She said they needed to be at her house by 11 so she can make her appointment in time.


So here we are. You know what a frickin bastard. Telling me to be around early. Not telling us he decides to go wherever he wants, telling us he has to leave town to catch a flight, then go on his merry way without informing anyone what he is doing.


I said “Mom and of course he goes to the church I hate and stopped being a part of where much of the abuse stems from. And the one place he knows people and he can go and talk about what a horrible person I am.” Its true. He did it when we were there. He insisted in marriage counseling that I wasnt “giving the church a chance” and he wouldnt go to any other churches without complaining. The counselor said to him “Dont you see your wife has serious issues with going there? Why would you want her to go to a place that has hurtful memories for her, do you really think she will get anything out of it” He replied “I think its just an excuse”


He still returns to the scene of much of the crap. Yes this is the church where the pastor told us to get married while holding his shirt collar when the pastor heard we were sleeping together. If we didnt we had to leave. And me being 19 and thinking he was GOds messenger, Married him.


Once again, how on earth did I live with that for so long????

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