I'm exhausted. I didn't even make it into work today. I slept instead. I can't even begin to explain how mentally exhausting dealing with BM is. To add to it, I'm listed as the executor for my Father's estate, and my sister is giving me an extremely hard time about every.single.thing involved. Why do I get stuck with all the bitches?
My busy afternoon will start in about 30 minutes. DH and I will have to run this kid here, that kid there, have them do their homework, study and read, eat, take showers, all in about 2 hours. I'm fucking super woman, because who else can get four kids to do all of this in a matter of a couple of hours?
I'm tired of taking all of the responsibility and not receiving any of the credit. It's not just me, it's my DH as well. DH and I are BM's servants. We live, eat, and breathe to serve the master BM. If we get out of line, or don't do as we're told, we are punished by getting stones thrown at us. If we request more time during the week to get all of the kids tasks accomplished, we are lashed. The whelps you see across our backs are each allegation BM has made about how horrible we are and why we are undeserving of having DH's children overnight during the week.
The children can't function out of our home. Her home is the only real home. She is the only real parent. We are second class citizens whose only role in life is to serve her needs. If we dare to look out for our home's best interest, be prepared to suffer the ultimate consequence......the love and affection from the children will be taken away by her.
She will manipulate and lie. She will make false allegations and use any opportunity to tell you how shitty of a parent you are. But don't question her. No. There will be hell to pay if you make that mistake.
Luckily, our homes will be investigated. May the truth be revealed.
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