I went bowling with DS last night. I'm so glad he's suddenly opening up to me.
I spent hours taking to DS. We just sat in my car, outside the apartment he shares with his soulless whore of a mother.
Holy shit. Now I have steeled resolve. Fuck her. I'm done messing around. I'm so angry!
She's shattered him. Badly. I'm going to help get him counseling. He said he wants it and he feels the need for it. So much anger. So much hurt. He truly hates her.
He let it all out. He can't believe her betrayal. He can't believe she has the nerve to do this when this time of year was supposed to be about him, celebrating his accomplishments and his transition into adulthood. His graduation was supposed to be something he looked back on fondly. Now, it'll be a memory locked behind pain.
He hates POSOM. Said if he ever meets him, he's going to punch him in the face. My son is not an angry or violent person at all. But I could see the rage and tears pooling in his eyes. He meant every word of that threat.
He told me STBXWW accepted POSOM's offer to move in with him. She's going to do it in August when the lease is up. She expects DS to move with her and has been telling him life will be just great and they'll be so happy and okay.
DS told me tonight, he accepts my offer to move with me. We're going to look at apartments together Wednesday. I'm going to float his cost of living until he can find a job over the summer. It's worth it. I'll work 3 or 4 jobs. Whatever I have to do. I'm getting him out of the hell his mother has dragged him into.
He told me he was mad at me when I left. He was indeed afraid I was abandoning him like his POS bio-dad. Then he saw I'm still showing up for him. I'm still trying. I'm still talking to him. Even when he was vicious to me and hit me with crickets. I'm not going anywhere. He said he tried to hate me, he tried to blame me like his mom told him to. But he can't. He realizes who the villain is and it's not me. He said he's sorry for the way he reacted to me. I told him all if forgiven, I understood why it was happening and from where it came.
She's hurt him so badly. I'm so much more angry at her for what she's done to him than anything she's done to me.
So. She loses everything. I lose nothing, but a pathetic, heartless, soulless, sociopathic, narcissistic cheater that never actually loved me. Only used me. And never loved DS. Only used him.
This is war. Unleash the crickets and take everything I can from her. Not a single peep, no more support in any way. Not so much as a knowing nod if I see her in Wal-Mart. Fuck her. And may God have mercy upon her void where a soul should be. Because she is truly evil, despicable, and cruel.
DS and I will be fine. We'll be better and we will be free.
I've been praying my guts out. Asking God why. "Why did you even allow me to be in this relationship? You knew how this would end!!"
I know now. I've been here for DS. I always have been. I've protected him from her games, from her anger in the past. I'm rescuing him once again. There is purpose in my pain. His well being. And that's what a soulless cheater will never understand - That love is the desire to benefit others at the cost of self. I love DS. We are not bonded by blood, we are bonded by something much stronger: choice. We choose to love one another and remain family.
And I'll be here for him until I draw breath no more.