So. Mother In Law Drama.
I’ve met this lady like, twice, when I was.. 16?17?
She was crazy then and she’s crazy now.
SO crazy.
She tried to rationalize Ross hurting me/Kasin, and then told me I was lying because he wouldn’t do that. UHM. Okay. I told her I didn’t know what to tell her about that because it had been going on (verbally, emotionally) for years now, but she wouldn’t know since they don’t keep in touch…
Then she decided to go around the internet and tell everyone who might know me that I STOLE Ross’s dad’s money that he GIFTED to US, and Ross was spending at an alarming rate. I did transfer the money out of his bank account to mine, so that he couldnt spend it any more. She even emailed Ross’s dad and told him that I STOLE it, and was kicking Ross to the curb.
There is no curb. Ross is still staying WITH ME, IN MY BED (on the way far other side of it from me… it’s a big bed.) in the temporary living space that I arranged for us to have, while I made ALL of the arrangements to move, paid all the fees and got all the documents and reservations and so forth. I did all of the planning, mapping, picked out stops and camp sites, everything. Ross has done NOTHING to help or prepare.
But clearly I’m a thief. And she just puts it out there in plain sight and says that I’m stealing for my own benefit while throwing him under the bus, when I only had the money because of him anyways. ACTUALLY, if I hadn’t moved the money (which he said I could do, btw. he WAS consulted and given a chance to stop before I did it.) it would be gone by now. There wouldn’t be nearly enough for the move, and there wouldn’t be enough for the UHaul.
So she decides to childishly attempt to drag my name through the mud in public. Fuck that. I had a FIT. I was tired and it was late and it’s been an emotional week. Ross and I had been co-existing well since The Incident, and copacetic, mostly. I was bringing home covered dishes from work where people were giving me left overs and I have been trying to keep everyone fed without spending any money… I think we had both accepted the situation and were ready to move on, do what needed to be done, and carry on. Ross had decided he wanted to come all the way to Idaho and not stay with his mother in Montana, and I had told him he could stay with me for a month while he looked for work/an apartment, and then he needed to be out of my house. We had it planned out. I was even going to stop in Plains and spend the night, let Ross take the van and Milo and go out to see his mom.
Not anymore. I’ll be damned if she ever gets near my child now. I hope she bursts into flames. She’s really, truly evil. I’m not even going to STOP in Montana, now. My child is not going to her house, and that’s that. Ever. She is a venomous psychopath and she’s just going to poison my child with lies, and I’m not allowing that.
So fuck her.
I did BLOW UP and say some regretful shit all over Facebook in response to her bullshit. She baited me and I totally took it, which is a shame, but whatever. I was so heated. And now. I am just done caring. She tried to send me a private msg on FB after I had blown up on her, but I blocked her and deleted her. I still got the msg, but lucky for her, I can’t respond to it.
Seriously. The MOST psychotic bitch I’ve ever known. The most immature 50 year old on the planet, most likely. I want to slap her.
Alright. I’m done. Carry on.
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