OMG... It is like you are ME!!!
Major double here... in so many ways.
I had the same exact situation with a toxic best friend - who, unfortunately lived directly next door to me. Everything you said in your first post, is me and her!
I began to try and put a little bit of distance between us, (hard, I know, being next door... Kids in the same year at school, same school mum friend's!)... but, being preggers with my 3rd baby and starting up a new business (that was doing really well) - I had my hands full. And, I was growing tired of her controlling, critical and majorly toxic attitude to everyone around her, mostly me and my daughter. She would also have 'flavour of the month' friends... some really quite unsavoury... but, she would all play us off each other... bitching about one at a time... then turning on someone else. I didn't like what she was doing, and even though we saw each other every day, school run etc... - I began to stay at home a bit more (early pregnancy too, super sick all the time) and made a couple of excuses to not go around to her place.
She did not like that we were not seeing each other day - and that I wasn't sitting on her sofa everyday bitching about other mums and kids (some being very close friends of hers!) And, that she losing 'control' of me... and that I was friendly with other mums in the playground. She moaned that I was 'distant', and kept on asking what was wrong, what was wrong.
As I didn't want an almighty fall out, and felt that maybe she was going through a tough time herself (being majorly toxic) and quite frankly, where the hell would I even start to explain!!! I said that I was sad that our friendship was not what it used to be and I blamed that on us both having different things going on... (her with different friends and me with feeling low with extreme morning sickness and my adoptive family were causing stress..) but, I was going to concentrate more on getting myself better. She said, okay then, sleep well, I'll speak to you in the morning.
Anyhoo.... the next morning.... I get a 'dear john'.. stay out of my life, 'best thing you can do is move away from here' email the next day! Very nasty, very personal... and it completely pulled the rug away from under me. Devastated.. not only at this betrayal, but at how black and white she was being... not thinking practically through how we were all going to carry on our lives, living right next door.
Me and my husband spent the next few weeks trying to (sadly, I can see now) make amends/get peace etc...for the sake of the kids who were going back to school next month. Even our husbands were good friends and went mountain biking together! It was such a mess and we were DESPERATE to make somekind of contact and reconciliation for the kids. But, it had the opposite effect... she became 'top dog'... it's like we gave her the power (with our desperation) - and she began acting even more irrationally.
She began dictating things that we could and couldn't do!!!! Involving the kids too... how 'your kids can not associate with our kids'. My daughter could not play outside when her kids were outside.. which was a nightmare, as all the kids on the cul de sac played together,,,, and when me and my daughter came out to play (on bikes/scooters etc) she would pull her kids in and put her lounge blinds down. And of course, that would mean pulling in the other kids on the cul de sac aswell... so me and my daughter we just standing there. (We decided to not play outside, but play in our garden. Which was hell to be honest... my daughter hearing all her friends playing together without her!!!! So, we just never went outside! Became prisoners!)
Well... school started back again... and me and my husband pulled ourselves together and became determined to carry on our life, for our daughter's sake, and put a brave face on and ignore what was going on around us.
My ex-friend and her friend, who lived the other side of my house (a rather nasty piece of work) systematically between them, and their own kids (all under 8 yrs)... put us through 8 months of hell!
Nasty games involving other (neutral) neighbours and their kids... bullying on the way to school and on the way back from school... They were always very clever, and things always happened out of school.
I would walk around the corner in the playground, and there she was... holding court in the playground.. with the mum's who she hated and slagged off constantly to me. I would always smile and let everything go over me... and luckily, my beautiful daughter didn't really work out what was going on, bless her! (She's a bit away with the fairies sometimes.. like me!)
Just pure hell basically... There was even a time - one of their kids got lost and no-one could find them... and I came running over, and offered to help... I even walked her daughter's home.. so she could stay and look for the other child... Thankfully, the child was found and we all walked back together - like nothing had happened... it was wonderful.... and I said goodbye to them, like I used to.... then, on the Monday.... the games started back again. I was heartbroken - all over again... thinking that one day, things will get better. And they never did.... they got worse.
It all came to a head, exactly a year ago... with my darling daughter in floods of tears - being horribly upset by my friend's actions. (Inviting all the kids on the cul de sac for an 'impromptu' play in her garden (as she saw us come out to play)... all my daughter's friends went into her house... and then this woman (who was the first person to hold my other daughter after she was born) went and slammed the door in her face!!!!!! I couldn't get to my daughter in time,,,,, my daughter thought was was included too... and practically got a door slammed in her face. I will never forget her face and how upset she was. Infact, the older neighbours - who lived opposite to us, came over and asked if she was ok..... and said that they had witnessed what has been going on for months!!!
We decided, that was it.... We put the house on the market... sold it within 3 weeks and moved my daughter to another school 1 mile away. She started 3 weeks before the end of the summer term. Then, after a few weeks in temporary accomodation, we moved into our lovely new home, right next to the new school. Everything just fell into place./... like it was meant to be!
Luckily for us, it was a step up... a really lovely house in a much nicer part of town and the school is one of the top schools in the town.
My daughter is thriving at the new school.. and has settled in wonderfully, with lots of lovely friends. She says that she loves her new school and that it is much better than the old school. And, she never talks about our old house or the so called 'witches' 'friends' we left behind.
We moved last August... and it's not been easy sometimes.. having to start again in the playground. Seeing my brave daughter make new friends.. worrying, did we do the right thing by her.
I even bumped into the ex-friend before christmas, and actually touched my arm and spoke to me... if nothing at all had happened!!!!!!
Well.... it was a rather Jeremy Kyle moment I'm afraid! In the middle of Next!!!! In a nutshell... I told her to never speak to me again... and that I hoped that she and her rottweiler rot in hell for what they put us through!
We said goodbye to our life, 9 years, in that house (where all our 3 children were conceived). 9 years of companionship with my friend and her children. We keep in contact with a couple of the mums from the old school.. but, even that is dwindling now. Life carries on....
I can now honestly say that I am at peace with everything that has happened over the past 18 months. And, that I would even want to thank those two women - as we are truly happy here and love our new life.
Forgive me for using your thread Hex... This has been the first time that I have written any of what has happened to us down on paper!
You sounds so lovely... and so beautiful, inside and out. Let this woman go.... And, surround yourself by good people.
It is better to have one friend of great value than to have many friends of little value.
xxxx