Dd (20) finally got round to telling stbxh about her various overdoses yesterday. Don't know why, but she did. His response. Well, he nearly died around New Year because he took an overdose, does she want to carry on discussing Near Death experiences?
What. The. Actual. Fuck. His competitiveness knows no bounds. I knew he was self obsessed but fuck this goes beyond anything.
Apart from the fact that he knows to the last minuscule point of a gram how much he can take, this is his dd.
He's been wanting to tell her for ages, but she wouldn't ask him straight out, he just did things like wearing the hospital band for weeks afterwards, or saying he was in hospital but not what for, or saying come and visit but not when I've just got out of hospital. But she wouldn't ask him, so this is how he's done it. Fucking arse. Tried to dominate my mother's day too. Started texting her (including hospital stuff) at six in the morning.
Just sounding off. So fucking angry with him. Arse. You don't tell your kids stuff like this when they're fragile. Arse.