Even though technically I should be embracing the fact that we aren't hearing anything from the WH clan. The kids are supposed to have a visit Saturday. After BM heard all the gifts they got, I am sure that she will go over the top. Not with her child support mind you. We have received none of that since the court order. Guess she doesn't want SO to lavish his whore with her paltry $300.00 a month which doesn't even pay half the rent.

But I hate when things are quiet. I hate that I am on pins and needles constantly waiting for the next flare up or flame out. I know it's coming like a freight train. It will probably be preceeded by pleas of reunification between her and SO (let's forget she has a live in boyfriend for a minute) or requests that he "take his time" with this divorce (it's been over a year). Then when that is not responded to, we choose not to feed the animals, it will come in a hail fire of insults and insinuations. She will threaten he is going to prison, she will claim she is filing a complaint against me, she will tell us that we will never see the kids again.

Then she will get drunk. She will pee the bed. She will be unresponsive and there will be another expensive trip to the emergency room and another failed attempt at treatment. And the whole time her clan will nod their little bobbleheads and say, "Look how well she is doing, she is going to treatment!!!"

Enabling your child is one thing, but ignoring the fact that your daughter has destroyed her brain and her children's lives is entirely another. Last night it occurred to me that this has nothing to do with having a relationship with the kids, or fear that SO and I will destroy that relationship. It has everything to do with power and control. It has everything to do with property. SO and the children, the household goods, the memories, the camera, everything is propert to these people. None of it is about the four little creatures who have to grow up in this warzone. It's about their ability to control SO. And for that, for that lovely little incentive driving these white trash hooligans to ever increasing levels of denial, I say this...."Please kindly go have sex with yourselves." And if those words are too big, I am inviting you to fuck the hell off.