I seem to find it creeping in on the corners of the edges of my world, it is not something I take lightly. I step back and I objectively look at the facts of the situation; the facts outside of personal reason and history, but instead the direct cause and effect.
It’s a curse of mine, to spot abusers at 100 paces. It has gotten me into trouble on many accounts. I’m simply too honest. I’ve been an undercover agent all my life, I know how both sides operate; I know how females and estrogen drive people operate to a fault. It was, in fact, that side that inflicted that most abuse, me being what I am.
I just had this vague discussion with my friend William. William is sorta my mirror image. He was born male, but is really more of an estrogen fueled lezbo when it comes down to behavior. He was venting about how lesbians are attracted to him until they remember he has a penis. Lesbians, of any sort, are friendly with me until they realize I have more testosterone than their little brother, and I am not afraid to use it. As soon as they realize that, the lesbians are running for the hills.
Back to my original point. I’m pretty sure that my mate’s baby’s momma is a full on abuser. I don’t think she’s aware of it. I believe at this point of my evidence gathering that she has always gotten her way. There has never been a situation that she wasn’t able to buy out of, or talk out out, of manipulate out of. Often in the last year I have watched her assert her schedule upon my mate, upon their child, and held little recourse. My mate, being the loving and caring, neutering person that he is, has apparently just taken up this slack without any sort of question, push back, or thought otherwise. Baby’s Momma isn’t happy, she’s a pain when she’s unhappy. I’m not real keen on her, but I’m keen on keeping her happy and keeping this status quo going, so I’ll continue to just make her happy.
I know where this road leads. I am not willing to just simply, blindly, walk down this road without a fight.
My very first girlfriend used to love to pull the, “but you’re a girl, I can’t bring you home to my parents.” I feel that again.
My very first boyfriend used to love to control who I got to see and when, I feel that again.
My very first girlfriend, when she ran off with our boyfriend, spawned, and made me out to be a monster to the boyfriend we shared (who also happened to be my best friend) made me feel about as small as Baby’s Momma consistently does with her disrespect, discount, and disregard. That shit totally came to a head today.
I have done nothing but bend over backwards to play this fucking game and accommodate whatever the fuck Baby’s Momma wants because it makes life easier for my mate. It’s been just about a year now together, with me making accommodation after accommodation for this woman, who obviously has no respect for me our our relationship (and yet will claim herself to be queer and poly) and then she started to ask to move my fucking birthday around her fucking work schedule. I will point out here that I already offered to take her kid along, with my mate, who is her father, for free, on my birthday trip. Her response was apparently to throw a fit, and then say she will try to take their kid with her to New York, ON BUSINESS, so she won’t come with us.
Yes, let me lay that out for you. I can take the child, and offered to take the child, on my birthday trip, FOR FREE, to Disneyland. Baby’s Momma’s response was not only a resounding no, but then to say she would figure out taking the child with her, ON A WORK TRIP, to New York. I know she has family in New York, but lets just point this out again. This bitch is willing to spend money to ship her child to New York, when she cannot watch them, and sack them with other family members, and put ALL OF THOSE PEOPLE out rather than simply let me and the child’s father take her with us, FOR FREE.
Yeah, I’m insulted. Yeah, I took a stand. I know what this fucking is and I’m not going to stand for it. Not only should someone be looking out for the kid, because are you kidding me, you’re going to allow such behavior in a poly household? You two made that decision when you got together a decade ago. If you’re just a lesbian looking for a beard for your family, which you totally are BTW, then just own that fact and let your fucking boi do what he wants. You already do what you want, the only person who never gets what they want is him. He’s too busy parenting your child, making excuses for why you aren’t there, making her dinner, too have to deal with your petty lesbian crap too.
own up to the fact that you’re a fucking fraud and move on. I’ve already started the boulder, and I don’t care when it gets you. I have them covered. You, on the other hand, can literally die in a fire you abusive piece of shit.
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