Just This Side of Crazy

I can see the patterns better now. They still scare me in the moment, but I’m not longer surprised when he shows his real self. When he makes veiled threats, even through attorneys. When he tries to accuse me of some wrong doing or another.

I may be vacationing exactly in the heart of MAGA country (as in, less than 10 miles from Mar-A-Lago), but at least I got to spend the day snorkeling in a beautiful place! Getting here involved moving flights up a day to escape before a giant blizzard hit New England last weekend, but it was worth it.

This week has been a lot and it just culminated in a rather bitchy email response to my divorce attorney. I think my level of needing to break out of this current stalemate has reached a peak. I’m going to have to negotiate more, and since my attorney is not helpful in understanding the situation of dealing with a narcissistic, abusive ex, I’ll do it myself.

I want to skip to the end. To the time when this divorce is done and settled. When I know where my home will be. Over 18 months of uncertainty and constant battling has worn me down.

If anyone on here has dealt with a child, or themselves, who struggled to pass classes in their jr year of high school, could you message me?

In case anyone was still under the assumption that family court has any interest in protecting children, it clearly doesn’t.

A week in Mexico with two of my kids was such a great break from everything (with the normal stressors of traveling with teenagers!).

For lots of reasons, maybe I should just stay in Mexico

Someday he won’t have the power to send me into a tailspin.