I survived. STBXWW was FURIOUS that I was there. And when she found out I had arrived early and paid for the kids' session? I thought she would stab me.
She was speechless with anger, and finally wrote me a check for half, tore it out violently, and gave it to me. "This is not the way it is done," she snarled. I remained calm. "Just deduct it from my bill I owe you from previous appointments."
We were able to sit down with the psych for a few minutes. He wanted to know if we were I the same page and I think was able to see some of the Crazy. "We are NOT" she said. "I did not know he was going to be here."
"I texted her yesterday informing her I would be" I said calmly. She was visibly livid.
She calmed down enough to discuss with me some kid stuff, and at the end started crying. Then she left.
I am proud of myself. But her manner was truly frightening to witness--like a teenager who just had her rock concert tickets taken away by daddy and was ready to kill.
Oh, and I am SURE she is pregnant. I just know it. Divorced April Fool's Day 2014
Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.