I cut dsis off. I felt better. I struggled with the contact with dm. I knew she was moving, but also saw that she wasn't telling me details.
I let her play it out they way she wanted to do it, cos I needed to see what she'd do.
The text from sis knocked me a bit, but then I cbt'd myself and reminded myself of how i'd felt that morning, and why I felt different later. The text, from someone who clearly hates me was the only thing that'd affected my day. So I discounted it.
I emailed dm after a few weeks of her pretending nothing had happened, to express my sadness and bewilderment at what she'd chosen to do.
I got rants back. I set her straight with a couple of bullet pointed facts.
From that point on I refused to engage. No calls, no texts, nothing.
Didn't stop her ringing every sodding week for months.
I felt sick all weekend, waiting for the call i'd never answer, the chirpy voicemail i'd not always listen to.
There were a couple of weeks where she'd not call, and I couldfeel myself stronger and better. I just wished she'd stop. But I wasn't going to reward her with contact/reaction from me
After the police incident, she was warned (by them) not to contact me. And she hasn't.
I feel better with every passing wEek.
I can't show any better proof of the poison they seep into our lives than this.
Consider NC lovey. It's not an easy decision, but no-one ever takes that decision lightly.
So you have a therapist? I book sessions when I can afford/when I desperately need to. It helps. A lot.