Can Someone Shoot Me Now?

I know I’m not alone in the “child doesn’t make the correct decisions department”. I have one that consistently makes the wrong choices. The problem with his is that sometimes they involve others of his family that make me seriously question where his loyalties lie. The latest one I find absolutely astounding.

He has gone back to the one person the rest of us can’t stand. She’s the one who has called me every name in the book, accused me of being a horrible grandmother, and she hasn’t left my daughter out of it. She’s even gone so far as to say…”His mother is total dingbat! She flies off the handle about every little thing and then turns it into some sad ass drama about how she lost a child. Seriously that was six years ago get over it” and….” At least her death was expected.”

So you might be able to understand how I have such a problem with the fact that he has gone back to her. He claims it’s different, but I have a hard time believing that. She will not be able to stay calm for long. She will cause major problems and probably very soon.

Someone seriously needs to just shoot me.

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Things Are Coming to a Head

I haven’t talked a lot about my son and the problems he’s had throughout his life. They began early because of learning disabilities. He struggled in school and as anyone familiar with learning disabilities knows, the low self-esteem comes right along with it. Those kids never feel like they are good enough. Add the loss of your baby sister to it and it’s a recipe for disaster.

My son didn’t finish high school and by the time he was 18, he was a father. And he’s had three more since then. The whole time he’s struggled with emotional issues that he can’t quite get past. He has come a long way but he has a long way to go. The thing is that he really has this tender heart that knows no bounds. It’s just a little hard to find with some of his anger issues.

He had to spend 60 days in jail for a theft charge a couple of years ago and has been on probation since. He hasn’t been in trouble and has done everything he was required to do. In other words, he learned from it.

His anger issues are not violent type issues. He just yells a lot. And when he gets there, he can’t stop the tears. I think there is a lot of grief he hasn’t been able to let go of and that may be getting in his way. On top of that, his ex girlfriend is crazy. She knows what buttons to push and she does it regularly.

He was working with his dad for a while. That was until today. Something happened that I’m still not sure about. He apparently was having an argument on the phone with someone and his anger got the best of him and he started yelling. It was then that his dad walked around the corner and yelled at him to shut up.

Don’t get me wrong, he shouldn’t have been yelling. He does need to learn to control that part of his anger. I have a feeling it’s a work in progress. The thing is, this shop is in the middle of nowhere. No one is around so the only one who heard him was his dad. And, of course, his dad yelled at him.

You see, his dad has always treated him and his brother differently than their sister, my oldest. I found out today that he even treats the boys differently. I was actually given a couple of examples.

The boss at the shop is just an ass. Wouldn’t you know it? My husband and he fit well together. Anyway, the boss accused my son of stealing change from him. He didn’t do it in private; he did it in front of my husband. And my husband didn’t defend him. I have change sitting around here and if he was going to continue the thieving life, he would be able to steal from me. And he doesn’t.

The boss has also called him names and my husband doesn’t say anything to him. But my other son drives a truck for them. And when he’s tried to mess with him, my husband gets in his face. But he wouldn’t defend Brandon.

Today, the result of this was my son coming home, packing his clothes, and leaving. I know where he is and I know he’s with friends. I’m concerned with what he’s going to do for a job and if he’ll eat. You know, the mom thing.

What do you think all this causes in terms of his self esteem? He really does think his dad doesn’t care for him. And I’m certain that he will never have a relationship with his father.

I think my husband will get exactly what he wants. He won’t have anyone here and even his kids will eventually not keep in touch with him. My other son is trying to finish some credits in college so he can enter the Army. All my husband will have left is my daughter. But I’m thinking that may be what he wants.

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Friends and Facebook

I have a little bit of a problem with people friending me on Facebook. The reason you ask? Because some of them found me through others. Which means they don’t know me from Adam.

Yes, there’s a point to this. I had friend request from someone who looked vaguely familiar to me but I wasn’t sure. I kind of subscribe to the idea that I can always block them if they become weird. (Okay, so most of you who read this are weird. But so am I and that’s why I love you.) This request turned up something from my mother’s distant past.

When my parents divorced, we were pretty much ostracized. I was only 13 and since I’m almost 50, divorce in the Bible Belt was looked down on by almost everyone. Never mind that both my parents worked two jobs in order to keep us housed after they divorced and that we still attended church and we all stayed out of trouble. Narrow minded people I tell ya!

Well my mom made the mistake of dating a man that was separated but not completely divorced. Picture small town, righteous, and judgmental. They were the talk of the town! Well he had kids too. Yee haw!

Combine all that with his soon-to-be ex who just couldn’t stand the idea that my mom was seeing him and you have a recipe for disaster. She claimed that my mom broke up her marriage, even though they were almost divorced, and she enlisted her kids in the harassment. Yes, nice.

One of the girls asked to be my friend. I wasn’t sure who she was so I agreed. Then I talked to my mom. Come to find out she had been harassed by that girl. Then later that night, the girl caught me on Facebook and cornered me in the chat. OMG!!!

She started digging for information almost immediately. Yeah, that was fun. I didn’t tell her anything though. I was vague and suspicious of her motives. Well, what does she expect? She has to remember the past. Of course, I don’t remember her. What does that mean? And she isn’t the only one I’m considering unfriending. More on that later.

How do you deal with people like that? I’m still trying to decide if I want to keep the Facebook page or not. It’s almost more trouble than it’s worth.

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What You Find Out

It’s amazing what you find out when you start going through the beginning of a divorce. I’m finding out some interesting things. And the source, of all people, is my own mom.

Now my mom has dealt with the public for years. She worked in an industry that loaned money to farmers in the beginning, although they did branch out into regular home mortgages eventually. The thing is that she had dealings with all kinds of people including angry ones. She isn’t a person who responds in kind. She tries to diffuse the situation first, but never raises her voice or resorts to insults. If you knew her, you would know that. It’s obvious right away.

The first bit of information I knew something about, but I didn’t know the whole story. It starts the night before the wedding and an argument we had. My mom called his mom to find out more information.

During that conversation, my mom told her that if he didn’t want to marry me, it was okay. We would handle it and they didn’t need to worry about anything. That is not what I was told she said. I was told her exact words were, “You can keep the dog and we’ll keep the baby”. This did not sound like my mom and keep in mind I was told this years later.

The more I have thought about that statement, the more I realized if my mom came anywhere close to saying that, she had to have been defending me. And after the recent events, I’m sure I know what was said. Knowing my MIL, my mom never said anything like that. You see, my MIL makes up things to get people to see situations her way. If my mom had said that, my MIL had to make reference to the fact that they thought I got pregnant on purpose to trap him and that it may not even be his. Yeah……

Anyway, the other bit of information had to do with Amanda’s funeral. It was a very “in-house” kind of funeral. I worked on a CD that had music from songs that Amanda loved to songs that her siblings wanted on there in remembrance of her. We all sent photos to my brother who then made a Power Point presentation with them. It was set to three songs that were beautiful.

My dad is a minister and he conducted the funeral home service and the graveside service which my brother, also a minister, contributed to. My brother and stepmother both wrote poems for her and read them at the funeral. In other words, the family did this together.

Now keep in mind that Amanda is buried 460 miles from where I live. She was prepared here at a funeral home but she was transported to Illinois by a very dear friend. Not only did he come, but his mother (love her) came with us and she was great. She was taking care of everyone because we had so much going on.

Needless to say, we planned the funeral when Amanda was still alive. She got to try on her “funeral attire” before she had to wear it forever. During the whole process, I regularly asked his parents what they wanted to do for the service. I wanted to know if they had specific ideas for the service and burial. They repeatedly said no, they didn’t have anything they specifically wanted.

The reason I’m giving you the background to the funeral is because of a comment that was made by my MIL. You see, we had a lot of people who said they loved how personal we made it. In fact, I didn’t hear anyone say they didn’t like it. Today, my mom told me that she overheard my MIL make a comment after the service that day.

She heard someone tell my MIL that they loved the service and wondered how they had come up with the ideas. My MIL, who had been repeatedly asked what she wanted, said, “I don’t know, the Witmers planned it”. (That would be my family) If you knew her, you would know it was a dig. She never has liked us.

I’m sure I will find out more as time goes on and I’ll keep you posted.

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I've Had Time to Think

I’ve had a running dialogue going through my head for some time now. It’s what I’d like to say to him. I know it wouldn’t change how he sees me, but it might make me feel better.

He thinks I’m not good enough for him. What else can someone think when they are told they don’t do enough for the other person? I’ve had time to think about why he is the way he is. It all stems from his parents.

He grew up in a house where his mother ruled everything. She would have hissy fits and his father wouldn’t do anything about it. He even told the boys that if they ever caused her to have a meltdown again, (they were arguing), they would have to find somewhere else to live. In other words, she came before them in their own father’s eyes.

On top of that, she is a very critical person. Nothing is ever good enough. If someone doesn’t look a certain way, there is something wrong with them. It is never her. And there is something else that strikes me as a prominent aspect of her personality. She seems to feel everyone owes her. Like the world owes her. I don’t get that. She passed these traits and some other negative ideas on to her son.

 He feels it is okay to make people around him feel less important because he needs to be the center of attention. He will get louder and louder if others start having conversations around him. And the only time he is laughing is when he’s talking about someone else. He refers to them as “idiots” and points out all their weaknesses. Most of the time he thinks it’s okay because they aren’t there. At least in his mind that is acceptable. He can also use those around him as his laughter source.

He has used the person who got him the job and relentlessly hounds him through insults and what he calls teasing. And I don’t mean by a little amount. I mean that he can go what seems like forever with it. The problem is this. If that person teases him in any way, shape, or form, he is livid. Not only does he get angry, he then decides that the guy is talking down to him. And that isn’t the only person he accuses of that.

Those people include me, another couple friends of his and my brothers. He can find someone doing that anywhere. So it isn’t limited to those in his circle, he lets everyone share the fun. One of those friends is really special to me and should be to him.

That friend is the one who carried my daughter’s casket, with her inside, to Illinois where she is buried in the family plot. I find this absolutely terrible. My friend is the only one I would have allowed to carry her there, but someone can’t stand to be emotionally indebted to anyone. His solution is to make that person insignificant.

He extends that courtesy to me. He accomplishes that by taking over conversations in public, referring to everything as his, and raising his voice level over mine. Nice, huh?

My conclusion is actually somewhat odd. The reasons could be either or. Either he really thinks he’s better than everyone, or he’s intimidated by our intelligence. What do you think?

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How the Heck Are You?

Just testing the waters here for a new blog. I need to rant these days and some privacy from some family members. What do you think?

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