I did leave. Because the resources are so overrun I was left with the option of putting my 17 year old (awesome student & great kid) in foster care and being homeless. I was more afraid of that than coming back here.
I couldn't think straight, and he came in at my weakest, lowest most helpless moment.
Yesterday I said I was going to gown, I just needed to get out. He flattened the tires, and while I was waiting for the compressor to build up, the police and an ambulance pulled into the yard!
He had called and said I was trying to kill myself! (Questions, tests, all fine )
Well, I'm done. For the first time, rage won out over fear.
I told him he had better fear me like he's never feared anyone. I got up in his face and dared him to f**k with me, that my son and I are staying until graduation and that not only will i have the law on him for something as simply defined as "forcible confinement", but if if he chooses to make this difficult in any way, his father, unfortunately, will suffer the consequences as well - if I force him to sell, his father's house on our property will have to go too.
He doesn't speak too kindly of his father, but there is a definite unspoken respect there, and I'm going to go only as far as I feel he forces me to.
I am NEVER this vicious. But I am full up to the brim. I will not be bullied, hurt, embarrassed, mocked and hit into ANYBODY'S submission. If he tries it, I may get hurt but he'll be going down harder than I will. Just because I put up with this for so many years does not mean I am foolish, by any stretch of the imagination. I'm smart enough to get what I need to get done go me and my boy.
And I know this all too well: psychology can make or break it.
I'm gonna make it, using what I know psychologically about him.
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I did leave. Because the resources are so overrun I was left with the option of putting my 17 year old (awesome student & great kid) in foster care and being homeless. I was more afraid of that than coming back here.
I couldn't think straight, and he came in at my weakest, lowest most helpless moment.
Yesterday I said I was going to gown, I just needed to get out. He flattened the tires, and while I was waiting for the compressor to build up, the police and an ambulance pulled into the yard!
He had called and said I was trying to kill myself! (Questions, tests, all fine )
Well, I'm done. For the first time, rage won out over fear.
I told him he had better fear me like he's never feared anyone. I got up in his face and dared him to f**k with me, that my son and I are staying until graduation and that not only will i have the law on him for something as simply defined as "forcible confinement", but if if he chooses to make this difficult in any way, his father, unfortunately, will suffer the consequences as well - if I force him to sell, his father's house on our property will have to go too.
He doesn't speak too kindly of his father, but there is a definite unspoken respect there, and I'm going to go only as far as I feel he forces me to.
I am NEVER this vicious. But I am full up to the brim. I will not be bullied, hurt, embarrassed, mocked and hit into ANYBODY'S submission. If he tries it, I may get hurt but he'll be going down harder than I will. Just because I put up with this for so many years does not mean I am foolish, by any stretch of the imagination. I'm smart enough to get what I need to get done go me and my boy.
And I know this all too well: psychology can make or break it.
I'm gonna make it, using what I know psychologically about him.
November 15, 2015 - 4:53pmThis Comment
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