I've been in a foul mood today. It's not escaped my notice that since I left Peter, his family has suddenly taken an interest - for the first time ever - in my children...and in Peter. This leads credence to their claim that I am, indeed, the cause for all the problems in their family. After alternating between whining and complaining to Mike this afternoon, it dawned on me...
I don't have to deal with this anymore!!!
No more do I have to worry about what these people think of me. So they hate me. So? This matters why? Ponder this for a moment.... It. Doesn't. Matter. I don't have to give a rat's hind end about it any more. I am FREE.
They hurt my feelings when they waited until I went outside to open Christmas presents that year. It's in the past and I'm FREE. They hurt my feelings when they invited everyone but me to a birthday party another year. It's in the past and I'm FREE. It always hurt my feelings when theymaliciously made fun of me and my husband joined in, never once thinking of my feelings. I'd moved across the country from my family and had only him and his family to lean on, only to have them treat me like a leper. It's in the past and I'm - guess what? - FREE.
If Peter needed to use me as an excuse for not calling, emailing, texting, or acknowledging his children for six years, okay. He can claim it was my fault. My theory is, if someone told me not to contact my children for six days, much less six years, I'd show them the door and tell them to not let it hit 'em on the butt on the way out. But, hey, that's me. I'm made of sterner stuff than needing to blame someone else for all my lack of character.
So, now you know. I have caused a whole family to fall apart and purposely kept Peter from having anything to do with his family. I'm gonna do the same thing to Mike, even though I love his family. It's just what I do, you know, go around destroying perfectly happy, functional families.
It's a shame, though, cuz I sure do love Michael's family. And they're even nutser than mine. That's saying something, too, cuz my family is some kind of crazy.
