I went off the deep end the other day when I found out that my son had lied to me. Was it a life-altering lie? Was it an unforgivable lie or was it the kind of lie that leaves you feeling betrayed…again?
When Loser first “got” his WTC, my son was outraged. He didn’t like the way Loser had sneaked around with her for so long, while still “playing” husband to me. He didn’t like the way Loser was treating me and he really didn’t like it when Loser decided to turn me into his whore.
My son told me that he was “never going to meet THAT woman.” I reminded him that Loser had made it clear that “if my kids don’t want to see HER, then they won’t see THEIR DADDY.” My son said “I guess I’ll suffer the consequences then, because I am never going to meet her or have anything to do with her…EVER. You are the one who has always been there for me.”
When “somebody” let me know that Loser was taking her to spend the holidays with my children, I knew my two oldest daughters would welcome her with open arms but I never expected my son to do the same thing. He even told me (before I had gotten the note) that he told Loser “if you come to town, I’d love to see you but I’m not going to see her.”
The one time I talked to my oldest daughter, she obviously knew they were coming and said “I can tell you one thing, mom. They are NOT staying here.”
Well, they did.
K**** has intestinal fortitude to spare but she was just probably afraid of the abusive bullying she would endure from Loser if she told him they couldn’t stay there. I’m sure she knew if she said no to him, she would never see him again and he would reduce her to a pile of garbage.
It would have been okay with Loser to make K**** feel like shit…he has his WTC on his side.
It would have been hard for K****.
I found out that my son had indeed “met” her. Just like with K****, I felt like somebody had punched me in the gut. I got the usual text from him saying “hey mom. Hope you’re having a rad day.” I asked him why he hadn’t told me about meeting the WTC. He never responded.
Three days later, he sent another text saying “hey, mom. I hope you’re having a good day.” I asked him why he didn’t answer my question. He said “because I was just saying hello.”
I told him it was fine and he responded “quit being weird and stop trying to make me feel bad. Anyway, you saying you hope I’m too well but NEVER saying you love ME.” (Several words were misspelled in his texts.)
I said “clearly, you are drinking.”
He said “you ought not take your spite out on me. MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. I DON’T HAVE TO TELL YOU SHIT. SCREW YOU AND YOUR FEELINGS.
If you don’t want a baby boy, fine. Imagine how I feel…oh, wait. You don’t feel. So sorry about your tragic life, mom. YOU’RE ABOUT AS SELFISH AS I AM.”
Then he said that it was okay that I was “CRAZY.” ( I wonder who he’s been talking to?)
I told him not to text me anymore and he responded with “whatever. Block your only sons’ number then.” It took a few minutes before he texted me again. This time he said “bullshit is what this is. You are betraying your son, your blood. You ain’t going to get me twisted. You’re making stuff up in your head. Why don’t you BLOG about it instead of taking it out on me?”
I blocked his number and spent all night worrying. What if he got in trouble and needed to talk to me? What if he got sick and needed advice? What if he hurt himself? How would I deal with that?
But, I also wondered why he says the things he says to me. I wonder if he ever says things like that to Loser. I don’t imagine that he does. He would be too afraid of Losers’ wrath.
I also imagine that he HAS been talking to Loser. I think Loser has successfully convinced three of my children that I AM indeed insane. It has been mentioned by them too many times.
It also endears Loser to them when they think “look at what poor dad had to put up with all those years. Thank God he has a sane WTC now. He REALLY deserves to be happy.”
Did I do the right thing? I don’t know.
And then, there was one.