Snow White
On the Mad Tea Party Ride
There are no words other than evil, hell and hostage.
I've been off the computer pretty much since daughter arrived. Hide everything. I feel like the house has been taken over by aliens. And my mind goes back to the past - everything is being replayed....just with older people. Arguments, bullying, lies.
The roller-coaster has been up and running full swing since their arrival. Thursday evening I took daughter to yoga, after which she said she had a "vision" and that she needed to raise the child on her own. Made boyfriend sleep on the couch so she could "have her space". Friday they went out visiting old friends, so I guess everyone was on their best behaviour. Saturday morning - fighting again. boyfriend left the house (after being told to). Hubby went out looking for him. He eventually returned. We had already planned the "family get together BBQ" (damned if you do and damned if you don't). That turned into a disaster as daughter felt that several family members didn't even ask her about Asia. Hmmm...they were at the house for 2 hours (40 minutes of which daughter and boyfriend spent upstairs when company arrived - we had to physically go up and tell them dinner was on the table). With son & his girlfriend (and us) being the only ones left at the table, we got the "blame game" shoved at us. Afterwards, daughter suggests we watch a movie. We all settle in when one of our dogs decides to start "pawing" at the 2 of them. I reprimand dog but TV is so loud and dog is getting reinforcement from daughter. I tap dog (he's huge) on the shoulder to get his attention and suddenly daughter is taking her blanket and going upstairs because I am "abusing the dog". Thankfully, they go out on Sunday but I am just sick watching the abuse unfold. On Sunday evening, daughter tells boyfriend to leave the house because he went upstairs and had a shower without her. He leaves and sleeps in the car a block away from the house. Hubby went out to talk with boyfriend. boyfriend says, "It's ok, she will change her mind tomorrow." daughter wants to watch a movie with me...seriously? I made her watch Trainwreck. Thought it was appropriate but didn't think the happy ending would help her. Who can sit through a movie while their boyfriend is sleeping in a car?? Monday is like a hostage-taking. daughter got up in a foul mood. A few hours later, boyfriend rings the doorbell. daughter screams to not let him in. I told her it is our house and SHE had made him a guest. Let the boyfriend in and she went ballistic. Offered boyfriend food and tea, which he accepted. Eventually daughter came around and before you know it, they are a couple again. Hubby and I feel like wet dishrags. I get up on Tuesday morning and boyfriend is again on the couch. Before I can get showered, daughter has thrown his bags into the hallway and he is gone from the house. Hubby & I had an errand to run. We look for boyfriend's car but can't find it. We get back home and daughter is walking down the street (we thought she was looking for him but turns out she was "going for her run"). I'm home alone when I see boyfriend walking up the street to our house. I let him in and ask if he needs food. He eats. I ask him what he at the house to do. He told me, "I want to go home". I asked if he wanted to use the phone. He called his family. daughter had made sure that boyfriend used HIS money for gas and food on the trip out west. He had none left. Family asked if they could send me money to give to him. I did. daughter had found the car and was laying-in-wait for boyfriend. boyfriend asked to wait for her to leave so he could go. I drove around for a bit....daughter went home and boyfriend made his escape, thanking me for helping.
Then the REAL drama started. daughter went back to the car and discovered boyfriend was gone. Tried to rationalize (maybe he's gone for food, maybe to get gas, blah, blah, blah). After a couple of hours and frantic phone calls/texts to his family, she demanded I drive her to catch up to him. Told her he already had a few hours at the wheel. She then demanded our car and she would do it herself. When I said no, she called hubby at work, who also said, "No." Then the phone and furniture started flying. Called a friend to borrow their car. So desperate.
Now the plotting. Threaten boyfriend's brother. Cry to boyfriend's mother. Look at flights, bus, etc. to meet him. Then call friend (money man) out west...make plans to go there (ask him if HE wants to go on a road trip out east). Hubby had her convinced to take the bus...anything to just leave the house. But then she talked to another friend (I don't really like the bus). Now she wants to buy a bicycle and tour across Canada, eventually to her loved one.
So, that's the very, very condensed version of the past week. I did not/could not imagine that her evilness could extend that far - that she could treat someone she says she loves like a street dog. I am ashamed, disgusted and everything else in between.
Ready to purchase a one-way ticket for her. Problem is, she might not go.
Thanks for listening - sorry for the rant. I finally made it into work to try and get a few things done and that's where I'm emailing from. Fortunately, I have a very understanding management team.
I'm also going to change my profile name shortly. I think it's time. It's a little too close to my real name. But I hope you'll all remember me!!!
I've been off the computer pretty much since daughter arrived. Hide everything. I feel like the house has been taken over by aliens. And my mind goes back to the past - everything is being replayed....just with older people. Arguments, bullying, lies.
The roller-coaster has been up and running full swing since their arrival. Thursday evening I took daughter to yoga, after which she said she had a "vision" and that she needed to raise the child on her own. Made boyfriend sleep on the couch so she could "have her space". Friday they went out visiting old friends, so I guess everyone was on their best behaviour. Saturday morning - fighting again. boyfriend left the house (after being told to). Hubby went out looking for him. He eventually returned. We had already planned the "family get together BBQ" (damned if you do and damned if you don't). That turned into a disaster as daughter felt that several family members didn't even ask her about Asia. Hmmm...they were at the house for 2 hours (40 minutes of which daughter and boyfriend spent upstairs when company arrived - we had to physically go up and tell them dinner was on the table). With son & his girlfriend (and us) being the only ones left at the table, we got the "blame game" shoved at us. Afterwards, daughter suggests we watch a movie. We all settle in when one of our dogs decides to start "pawing" at the 2 of them. I reprimand dog but TV is so loud and dog is getting reinforcement from daughter. I tap dog (he's huge) on the shoulder to get his attention and suddenly daughter is taking her blanket and going upstairs because I am "abusing the dog". Thankfully, they go out on Sunday but I am just sick watching the abuse unfold. On Sunday evening, daughter tells boyfriend to leave the house because he went upstairs and had a shower without her. He leaves and sleeps in the car a block away from the house. Hubby went out to talk with boyfriend. boyfriend says, "It's ok, she will change her mind tomorrow." daughter wants to watch a movie with me...seriously? I made her watch Trainwreck. Thought it was appropriate but didn't think the happy ending would help her. Who can sit through a movie while their boyfriend is sleeping in a car?? Monday is like a hostage-taking. daughter got up in a foul mood. A few hours later, boyfriend rings the doorbell. daughter screams to not let him in. I told her it is our house and SHE had made him a guest. Let the boyfriend in and she went ballistic. Offered boyfriend food and tea, which he accepted. Eventually daughter came around and before you know it, they are a couple again. Hubby and I feel like wet dishrags. I get up on Tuesday morning and boyfriend is again on the couch. Before I can get showered, daughter has thrown his bags into the hallway and he is gone from the house. Hubby & I had an errand to run. We look for boyfriend's car but can't find it. We get back home and daughter is walking down the street (we thought she was looking for him but turns out she was "going for her run"). I'm home alone when I see boyfriend walking up the street to our house. I let him in and ask if he needs food. He eats. I ask him what he at the house to do. He told me, "I want to go home". I asked if he wanted to use the phone. He called his family. daughter had made sure that boyfriend used HIS money for gas and food on the trip out west. He had none left. Family asked if they could send me money to give to him. I did. daughter had found the car and was laying-in-wait for boyfriend. boyfriend asked to wait for her to leave so he could go. I drove around for a bit....daughter went home and boyfriend made his escape, thanking me for helping.
Then the REAL drama started. daughter went back to the car and discovered boyfriend was gone. Tried to rationalize (maybe he's gone for food, maybe to get gas, blah, blah, blah). After a couple of hours and frantic phone calls/texts to his family, she demanded I drive her to catch up to him. Told her he already had a few hours at the wheel. She then demanded our car and she would do it herself. When I said no, she called hubby at work, who also said, "No." Then the phone and furniture started flying. Called a friend to borrow their car. So desperate.
Now the plotting. Threaten boyfriend's brother. Cry to boyfriend's mother. Look at flights, bus, etc. to meet him. Then call friend (money man) out west...make plans to go there (ask him if HE wants to go on a road trip out east). Hubby had her convinced to take the bus...anything to just leave the house. But then she talked to another friend (I don't really like the bus). Now she wants to buy a bicycle and tour across Canada, eventually to her loved one.
So, that's the very, very condensed version of the past week. I did not/could not imagine that her evilness could extend that far - that she could treat someone she says she loves like a street dog. I am ashamed, disgusted and everything else in between.
Ready to purchase a one-way ticket for her. Problem is, she might not go.
Thanks for listening - sorry for the rant. I finally made it into work to try and get a few things done and that's where I'm emailing from. Fortunately, I have a very understanding management team.
I'm also going to change my profile name shortly. I think it's time. It's a little too close to my real name. But I hope you'll all remember me!!!