Thursday, September 06, 2007

She’s baaack . . . Entry for September 6, 2007

See? I didn’t disappear completely, it’s just that the last couple months have been extremely hard on me, but now that we’ve all moved into a 4 bedroom house, I’ve got space, privacy and a little piece of mind. Not that it’s been a smooth transition, I still have the problem of living with my alcoholic ex husband and dealing with his controlling ass.

It’s been 90% of my money that’s been supporting us, since my ex Ed didn’t get his big check like he was supposed to, and I keep hearing how he’s gonna pay me back when the check comes in. He’s even stooped so low that he’s borrowing money from one of our sons to support his beer habit, so I told my son to let me hold his money so no one can ask to borrow it.

And just now we got into a major fight over my dogs’ water dish. Our son was filling it up with water for me and Ed jumped in his shit because it touched the dirty plates in the sink. I told him that was ridiculous, the dishes were dirty anyways, and then he jumped in my shit saying that I was always contradicting him and was sticking his finger in my face while yelling at me.

To me, that was a move of aggravated aggression. Now way back in the day he was physically abusive to me, and has been verbally abusive to me since we moved in together (he likes to call me a fat bitch). I no longer tolerate any aggression towards me, so I told him not to stick his finger in my face again and he did it just to be an ass, so I threw the bowl of water I was holding in his face.

I managed to stay relatively calm considering he came back at me like he was going to hit me, but I stood my ground. Then he tried to play the “I’m the better parent card” and tried to say that at least he didn’t hit the kids, blah blah blah. I told him I haven’t laid a finger on them, or even had a major blow up with them since I’ve been on medication, and just where the fuck was he when I was raising these kids all by myself for years.

That’s when he tried saying I was trying to keep the kids from him (total bullshit) and I reminded him that I’ve always been listed in the phone book, all he had to do was call 411. He had nothing to say to that one, but he ranted and raved none the less. I just ignored him and cleaned up the water then went to the store to buy a pack of cigarettes since I was out.

Guess I picked the wrong day to quit smoking . . .