Crocodile Tears
I got a call from my dad’s work phone today. Only, it wasn’t my dad. My horrible mother took his phone and called me since I’d blocked her regular number. I was stunned but spoke to her like nothing had happened. Like she hadn’t told me how I was an awful person and married a dimwit less than a week ago. Like she hadn’t told me I was a bad mother with a dirty baby.
I asked how my dad was and told her I was starting school. Then she asked when she could see my son. I told her flat out “I don’t feel comfortable having you around my family at this time. You’re too unstable and I can’t have you coming around”. I didn’t listen to her crocodile tears, or her whining or threats. I said “My husband is home and I have to make dinner. Have a good night”.
I blocked my dad’s work number for 48 hours so I don’t have to even get any texts from her. I’m shaking with joy at my progress.