fWW 40s, BH 40s
This situation has me totally crazy stressed out. Iím having nightmares about it. Iím sorry this is sooooo loooong. Please help.
BH and I found out last week that my motherís husband broke into our trailer (that we use for storage) and stole one of BHís guns. Of course BH is pissed. We reported it to the police.
Side note: when we were talking to a cop friend of ours about it for advice he said: ďWeíre southern men. Iíll let you borrow my truck and you can even pet my dog, but donít mess with my wife and donít mess with my gun.Ē Yeah, itís been trigger city around here lately.
Step monster: While dating my mom told her he has a masterís degree and is a retired teacher who went to the Olympic trials for track and field in the 60s. Told her he owns a home and a bunch of land and cattle, blah, blah, blah. Rushed her to marry him. She is gullible and has zero self esteem but is the CEO of her organization, is well known and well liked in the community, and is too kind for her own good. Once they were married and he showed up with a few trash bags of ratty clothes and some woman called and told him to bring her truck back that her had borrowed mom discovered that he had, no degree, no retirement, no property, no vehicle, and had not had a J-O-B in decades. He lives off the women he cons. He has done a lot of crazy scary stuff since he slinked onto the scene which I will spare you, most of it is impossible to believe unless you saw it anyway.
So step monster is a sociopath, NPD, serial cheater. We used to live out in the woods next door to my mom on a big hunk of land that has been in my family for centuries. BH, BIL, and the kids used to hunt out there. We used to have all family holidays out there. But since mom has married this guy and after much family drama and an intervention involving all the sibs and spouses, and a 6 foot dry erase board with the litany of insane and toxic behavior we can no longer expose ourselves and our families to, we moved into town and no one will go to my motherís house. We welcome her (alone) to our homes as often as she would like but we all refuse to deal with him.
So we left a bunch of our stuff in a 3BR trailer that we bought and we also left our travel trailer out there. Step monster moved our travel trailer without our permission and screwed it up. We asked that he not touch any of our property.
Last week my housekeeper who also cleans my motherís house said that she was told by this 90 year old guy (we will call him Mr. C.) who hangs out with the step monster that step monster had gone with Mr. C and Mr. Cís two teenage grandsons to our trailer, broke the door with a crowbar, gone through our stuff, stolen BHís gun and left the door hanging open. It is very humid here so all of our property is covered with mildew and ruined. Oh well, I knew I should have gotten our stuff away from there but just havenít gotten to it yet. Step monster didnít want to keep the gun in his possession either because my mom would notice or because itís stolen so he convinced Mr. C to take it home with him. Mr. C is just lonely and wantís someone to talk to.
Mr. C was uncomfortable having the gun at his house so he talked to housekeeper about the situation. She advised him not to keep it and not to let his grandsonís use it because it is stolen. He brought it back to step-monster then step monster gave the gun to one of step-monsterís brotherís to keep for him.
Housekeeper relayed this to us after a few weeks and we have relayed it to the police. Detective is talking to all involved but he asked us if gun is recovered would we be willing to drop charges as an incentive to return the gun. BH would like step-monster to go to jail as would I since mother is still in denial that there is anything wrong with the guy. But I feel so bad for Mr. C and the teenage boys who will also be dragged down in this mess.
Iím having anxiety attacks again. I love my mom but I so want to move far away from here and never come back.
D-day 27 Aug 2012. Kids 25, 17, 13. 2 dogs.
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Profoundly grateful Every. Single. Day. that I am blessed with an H with strength, integrity, and compassion, and that he decided to try.