Just needing to vent. I struggle with injustice in general but after 11 YEARS of being separated/divorced, to say it starts to heavily grate on me would be rather a large understatement.
XH agreed to see his DD (and mine (obvs ha ha!) age 16) since he hadn't seen her for 6 months (that gives an indication of the type of 'man' we're dealing with here, she goes for months and months without seeing him despite her desire, often expressed to him, that she wants to see him).
He clearly messages her saying 'he can't leave the house on boxing day
as he'll be preparing the dinner'
so if I can 'drop her' (a 120 mile 4 hour round trip) he'll (and I quote) "we will get DD back to [name of the exact town we live in]".
Now since I drove all the way (and in light of the fact that I've had no child support for 7 months I thought me saying yes ok I'll bring her down to you, was a pretty generous offer), it seemed to me that this was a case of a reciprocal arrangement, I'll drop her there to your door, you'll drop her back here to her door. So it satisfied me on those ground because it was fair at least.
Not only is this a case of what is fair, but it's also that I was only happy with this arrangement because DD finds travel, on trains particularly, REALLY stressful. She has anxiety and has had near panic attacks on the train before.
He comes in to DD in her room to say "oh we'll get you home on the train". Now, he doesn't know her, he doesn't know anything about her, so when he says "yeah train, that ok?". She says yes because she feels rather pressured*. Then she texts me and I reach apoplectic immediately because this is the LAST thing she needs.
He is proposing that a 16 year old (leaving aside the anxiety for a moment) should travel home unaccompanied by THREE trains and TWO CHANGES OF TRAIN - how can he think that's ok when it's dark by 3pm?
He SHOULD be dropping her back, like he indicated on his text to her.
So I start texting saying whoah mate, this isn't what we agreed, it's not safe, she gets travel anxiety (you wouldn't know that but she does) and do you care that she's just messaged me in tears in her room because she's being coerced into taking the train (because you you lazy bastard can't be arsed to drive her back)? He doesn't reply, doesn't reply. I phone him, it goes to voicemail.
In the background he's coming up with a totally fucking convoluted hair-brained scheme to send her older brother with her (purely as a chaperone) and I'm told oh yes DS is coming back with her as well - WHAT?!!! Now don't get me wrong, I'm absolutely delighted to see him - I love him to bits BUT: 1. I'm in the middle of completely redecorating his room and he has no mattress no lamps no bedside table, nothing 2. I also have a family and what am I supposed to do now, cancel my plans to go up to see them because of course if I still go instead of staying at home to welcome my much loved but totally unexpected guest, I'm the evil bitch mom who 'hates her son'!
I mean, he's using his son to travel with DD for two reasons and two reasons only - one fake reason that it was too expensive to drive up which is bollocks, it's much more expensive by train but much more so the real reason is because he is so under the thumb of his effing wife that he is literally scared to make a journey or leave the house without her express permission!! So they got me to drive down there all those miles yesterday on the understanding they would drop her back (which was the only reason I could contemplate 4 hours of driving and putting all those miles on my car). And they clearly had no intention of anyone bringing her back.
Apparently he says to DD 'he can't afford to bring her back in the car as he's been out of work' - yeah, you've been out of work during which time you've not had to pay a penny in CM and during which I've not received a penny in CM but have had all the same costs and outgoings as I ever have. He's so fucking dishonest with her when he makes these excuses it makes my blood boil. Weak men - I swear to God, they are the worst because they have no backbone, no gumption, no fucking sense of what is right and wrong, fair and unfair.
Just so fucking fed up of having to deal with this utter bellend who's terrified of pissing off his wife or ever standing up for his own DD. Utter utter wanker.
And then it's difficult because I don't want to stress DD about by going off on one so I can't vent to her albeit she knows, she says well Step'mum' is still working, you've only got one salary Mum so I don't see how they can have no money - she gets it anyway. The pathetic twat ignoring texts is just the icing on the cake - what a stupid little baby who can't make an adult-based arrangement about his own child but has to hide and develop stupid idiotic plans in the background that involve all other people putting themselves out instead of him, the father. I have to eat this shit just in order to try and get poor DD to have SOME contact with her pathetic dad who of course she loves and wants to spend time with, and in the course of that repeatedly get treated like absolute dirt in the process, not one jot of respect whatsoever, like at most a chauffeur or a butler or a hotel. He is an absolute cunt and I don't use that word often, or lightly.
Christ, we divorced in 2007 and this shit is STILL going on!
- = trust me, I have had words with her on this and other examples of where she needs to learn to stand up for herself so I'm actively discouraging her current apathy in this area, but that won't change until the penny drops that she is worth it and she deserves to be treated properly and should stand up for herself at such times - that will come in time (soon I hope!!) but it puts her in such an awkward position when it's her dad putting her in that awkward position
Well, rant over. I literally don't even know how I can hope to successfully support her in more regular contact with her dad as we're dealing with totally selfish and intractable thinking and it's not going to improve.
Anyone else had severe Xmas contact/travel issues with their Xs? It can't just be me, I'm sure of it.