Renamed: GOD. DAMN. IT.

[Freeky]

Quick recap.

The ex "has filed" against me, and didn't pay child support this month. That makes two months in a row now. Also picked some things up from his place.

Monday: Rode his ass HARD for all of the evening until the next morning just to get a box of diapers. Recieved, in text, his statement that he doesn't do splurgy stuff anymore.

Last Friday (23rd or someshit): he got sent home "sick" and was trying to convince me to keep Monkey the weekend, to which I replied that if he was going to get sick anyway, might as well get it over with early in the season; Monkey did not get sick all week. had a phone conversation, I think about getting my stuff the following week (tomorrow) and how he was getting fucked over because he had a bed coming Monday. He was getting pissy, so I hung up.  He tried to play the levvel headed card in text, and I called bull AND slapped him for "filing an injunction" against me moving.

Friday (30th): I realize that the ex has let his electric bill (in my name) get to astronomic proportions. (Am taking Dok's advice based on today's bullshit. Thought you might like to know, Dok.) Asked him for the case number to the injunction, to which he said that he was waiting for his deferral to go through. I said "Wait, I thought you PAID those fees, and that's why I didn't get child support?" He intimates that he's filed two things, which I couldn't understand, and called bull on him. When asking for clarification on what he's filed for, his only response is that he jusst got a call that his oldest boy is puking every five minutes. When asked if he would be picking monkey up, he said "I don't know if z is puking ever 5 mins like m said i dont want s around that cause he will be readlly bad off 4 us"

To which i replied, "you'll have to deal with him being sick, if he does, god knows IVE had to fucking do it, by myself.  I'm not even hoome anymore, how do you think my mom is going to take this? for fuck's sake." "I will be on my fucking way god 4bit something fucks up your weekend."

(I'd like to point out here that when we "agreed" to terms (read: he bullied me into taking as little amount of money as possible), he said he would take Monkey every weekend unless work interfered.)

Tonight: I called him, stressed the fuck out already from packing all my shit up and there being way more than I rmembered and how is it all going to fit inside a 12' x 12' room? Anyway. Called him because I had some stuff I wanted to make sure was staying where. He once bought me part of a set of Campaign booksk for Pathfinder (the white ones), and I bought one of those, so I needed to make sure what he was thiinking. I let it go when he told me he bought them, but I was taking mine with me. Roger had told me I could keep all the stuff he and Maria gave me, so I told him I was taking it all. Kitchen stuff, I mean.

He told me that I was being a bitch, and he wasnt going to be civil anymore, and that he knew i had been trying to steal his shit (apparently I touched a pair of his Tripp pance which I don't remember doing) and that I was trying to work the system by applying for full custoday and that I didn't want to get a job and that he was applying for full custody and he was going to make it so I didn't even have any contact with Monkey (!!!!!) and that when I did have a job I bought boots and clothes and a notebook and he said a mutual friend (now my ex friend unless I can get hold of him and ask him) said that Roger said that I drank all my money away.

At this point, I was shaking, and even more upset than before, so I hung up (hopefully without letting him know how badly I was shaken) and called some friends (I was crying, I can't believe it), who told me that things would be all right. One will be talking to Dok about the vicious rumor Bruce told me, and the other told me that he goes to a bar like twice a week. She sees him there all the time, and there's a pic on someone's facebook page with him singing at the bar. Apparently, everyone at said bar is pro-Bruce. My friend is going to get pics of him at the bar, with timestamp, and send them to me.

And now I'm shaking really hard and it's hard to type. But I'm freaked the fuck out. It's just one thing after another, you know?   

[Aucoq]

Wow, I'm so sorry to hear that, Freeky.   It sounds like the bullshit my sister had to go through when she was getting divorced.  I truly hope things get better as soon as possible.

[Freeky]

Thanks, I hope your sister is doing fine.

[Aucoq]

Thank you.  She's doing good.  Her ex is permanently out of her life now.  She has a much better, new life as well as a baby on the way.

[Freeky]

Thank you.   She's doing good.  Her ex is permanently out of her life now.  She has a much better, new life and a baby on the way.

Congrats to her on new babby!

[Aucoq]

Thank you.    I'm just hoping it's like me so I can be the cool, favorite uncle.  I know that's selfish, but it is what it is. 

[Freeky]

This morning, I woke up hoping to get my second-to-last step for getting cash assistance done and putting gas in my car.

This afternoon, I'm trapped at my parent's house with an uncashable money order and less than an 1/8 tank of gas.

I fucking hate it here.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Can I light a candle for you? For in which to encourage a positive outcome?

[Freeky]

Can I light a candle for you? For in which to encourage a positive outcome?

If you like.

I appreciate the sentiment.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

If I could do something else I would. But I gots no cash and my mallet of exs' knee-breakin' stayed in Iowa. Sorry, candle it is.

[Freeky]

If I could do something else I would. But I gots no cash and my mallet of exs' knee-breakin' stayed in Iowa. Sorry, candle it is.

Meh, I gots the Meathammah. See my avatar for further explanation.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Yes, but if you use it on the ex then you get in trouble. Which is counter-productive in resolving your predicament.

[Don Coyote]

She lives in the middle of a desert. Bodies disappear sometimes in deserts.

[Freeky]

Heh. I'm more inclined for my mom to go on a misadventure in the desert than the ex. The ex is at least useful.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

That would be the only thing I could stand about a desert, it's like a giant litter box for homicidal felines. Around here people just accidentally fall into the pig pen. Pigs'll eat everything except hair and teeth. Wait a few minutes and sweep up the remains with a broom, and scatter some corn feed and you're good to go.