In my stupid long distance relationship.
Tomorrow the tide comes in again and when he
gets off the plane, it will be with his 18 year-old son.
Yes. I am meeting his son for the first time.
And I’m nervous as hell.
This trip actually has nothing to do with me, per se. His son is strongly considering going to a university that is an hour from here. As a matter of fact, the closest airport is my airport. So for this visit, they are flying in here and I am taking them down for the school visit. Per Al, his son is nervous too.
Why you ask?
Because his crazy bitch of an ex-wife has told them that he has chosen me over them and that he only wants to be with them when it is convenient for him and that I have become his priority.
Which is so untrue.
If that were true in fact, this would not be a long distance relationship,
it would be an in the same town relationship.
She has broken every rule of Divorced With Kids 101.
She talks bad about her ex in front of her kids and goes
out of her way to make them feel uncomfortable for loving him.
She needs to be in BAD MOTHER JAIL.
It is sad and pathetic really.
But she still needs a bitch slap.
The only good thing is that the kids are old enough to know she is crazy and they realize they are his priority, but still, now they are hesitant to meet me because she has fostered feelings of competition for his affection.
Which is really, really sick.
There can be no competition when there are children involved.
Al says that his son is well aware of her pathology and it will be fine tomorrow. I have met his youngest daughter and it was fine and she was precious. We email back and forth and I can’t wait to see her again. I know it will be fine and we need to put this first visit behind us. Hopefully he will go home and tell her that I was nice and was actually nice to his dad.
Bitch’s head might bust open at the notion.
My biggest fear is that she will make the boy feel bad about it when they get back home but there is nothing I can do about it. He already sets limits with her and does his best to keep out of her way. Just like his daddy.
Wish me luck!
People think divorcing is the worst. Maybe it is for some. I think all the mess that goes on for years after is worse, in part because we don’t expect it.
It is! The after shocks are awful.
Oh, this bit is all awkward but for me at least infinitely preferable to the prior misery. Perhaps the misery memories fade? Of course I did clearly realize I would be discussing stupid insane child rearing plan changes the rest of my kids childhoods before deciding on divorce.