We had a couple of email exchanges this past weekend where he pretended that he wanted to see DS, but the said he didn't feel safe coming to town because he feels threatened by me and my family. He mentioned that he knew that I filed a Domestic Violence injunction (which is what you do when someone threatens to take your child). He never had any intention of seeing DS, just wanted to write and reframe everything like he is a victim. Poor him. He says he needs witnesses so that no one can lie and say he did or said something he didn't do. My favorite part of his e-mails was:
I never threatened anyone. Your sister even asked if I was going to hurt anyone or take one of her children and I told her "no". All I asked was "How would she feel if someone took one of her kids?" Meaning she would be upset too.
As if this was a totally normal exchange between two people. Anyway, he ended his email with "See you next Tuesday" which made it sound almost like he was looking forward to it. Classic NPD! Mediation is going to be a big fat waste of time anyway.
As Tuesday gets nearer, I feel the anxiety mounting. I felt this way when I thought he was going to come to visit in December...seeing him is something that is going to have to happen eventually, but the thought of it makes me so anxious. I know he doesn't have any power over me, but it's still frightening. I don't know how I'm going to feel and that scares me.
Today I went to the Doctor and got back on AD and she gave me some xanax too for the anxiety. I'm overwhelmed with stupid thoughts...like the fact that my roots aren't done and I don't know what I'm going to wear. Isn't that just the stupidest thing? I feel like an idiot for being concerned about that. At least DS and I have a roof over our heads...but I'm still me, and I still want to get my hair did.
My job is on the line. I have to go on FMLA because my work has suffered, I now live 2.5 hours away, and frankly they've done so much to support me, I can understand how they might be over my situation. So I'm looking for a job in the town where my parent's live (and where DS and I currently live) and trying to keep this one in the meantime so I can pay for pampers and attorney's fees. I'm the only breadwinner! Another thing STBX said was that he kept DS' Gymboree membership active (he took him there twice). That's $65 a month. $65 he could have been sending us for pampers and formula. Douche!
Several people have commented lately that I'm so strong, they don't know how I'm doing it all, that they would be falling apart right now. Well that is the exact opposite of how I feel. I feel like chicken little running around like the sky is falling.
Anyway...after mediation we can get on the calendar for February for a temporary hearing for child support and visitation. My attorney has already filed a motion. At least something is happening....I just need to keep looking ahead and moving forward.
Thanks for letting me vent friends. Wish me luck for Tuesday.
Take the xanax. Take it at least once before then to make sure you don't get loopy or fall asleep. I always took it before court or any time I knew I had to face him. Anxiety is already showing up, so be prepared to deal with it in every way you have available.
He will lie. You know that. You don't have to prove his lies are lies. You just have to know your own truth. Practice not reacting. Have a plan, know what you want to say, not what you want to respond.
As for him framing himself as a victim? grrrrrr. What a whiny lying POS.
Can you be in a separate room from him?
I'll have you in my thoughts as you move forward.
In my effort to be *concise*, I often come off as blunt and harsh. Sorry, don't mean to be offensive.
All of SI will be with you in spirit.
Hugs, K
Find out if you can bring a support person into the room with you.
Def test out the Xanax ahead of time to see how you'll react.
Have some bullet points of what you want to stay focused on, what is important to you, etc. Keep this in front of you so you stay on track.
Expect him to try & derail the mediation.
NG, you are the gif queen!!
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You are going to do just fine. We are all going to be there with you. Do the separate rooms thing...it's a way for you to take control. FTG.
See you next Tuesday
C (see) U (you) Next Tuesday
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Marriages that start this way, stepping over the bodies of loved ones as the giddy couple walks down the aisle, are not likely to last.
I know he doesn't have any power over me, but it's still frightening. I don't know how I'm going to feel and that scares me.
I can totally relate to that fear. We let them control us for so long and convince us that up is down, and they twist the facts so that their bull**** seems like the truth. I have been with my WH for 18 years, and for me now, it's not even a day by day process to realize he doesn't have any power over me; it's a conversation by conversation effort to realize it.
I know you don't feel strong, but YOU ARE. And the truth is on your side. You have all of us sending you MOJO and strenth and love! Listen to the wise SI'ers who have told you separate mediation rooms are a must for you. Insist on it.
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Thanks all for the MOJO and the advice. I'm going to insist upon the separate rooms!
I actually TAUGHT HIM about the C U Next Tuesday double meaning! It's a running joke in my office with some of my colleagues because we could say it to each other and get away with calling each other the C word in front of management. And while I totally picked up on the veiled reference, it occurred to me that he isn't that clever. If I'm wrong and he is...kudos to him for sneaking it in there. I was tempted to respond, "No, you're the See You Next Tuesday!" but that would have just started a whole thing.
Anyway.....thanks to all of you awesome SI folks. Thanks NG for the gif! It's inspiring.
I'm going to try and relax this weekend. I'll play some of the Rocky Theme song while I take DS out in the jogging stroller. Much better than Sinead O'Conner's Last Day of Our Acquaintance which for obvious reasons (if you know that song) has been running through my head as of late.
