@fancyacuppatea @Ydkiml thankyou. It’s 4am and I’m awake stressing or maybe that’s the huge amount of food in my stomach from last night’s lovely meal. My fantastic neighbours who are older and going through the mill with the start of dementia for one and the other worried sick about her elderly parents in China in the Covid crisis are such exemplars of growing old with grace. Such good fun.
mr Monkey HAD been subjected to haggery yesterday. Many phone calls about her going downstairs to the bins - seven flights down as the lifts are still erratic.
The fucking shit housing association haven’t overseen the best repairs, although I wouldn’t put it past her to have sabotaged the lifts herself.
She doesn’t NEED to put the bins out as she has THREE care calls a day. Why phone? To make a drama. The usual screaming and shouting when HE IS AT WORK IN A FRONTLINE CHARITY. She then by manipulation levers him to ring Slave son to get involved. WTAF. He knows he’s being played.
MM knows it’s abuse, but is worried about her with the lift and her falling so had his phone ON. Idiot.
He knows he’s being manipulated. He articulates that really clearly now. He spoke about it with our friends last night. He’s ok with me telling lovely SIL - hag’s daughter in law who Hag hates - up in Scotland what’s going on. Before he was ashamed. For three years he’s been increasingly open about how horrible she is and really opened up about his terrible childhood. And had proper counselling for complex PTSD.
He just needs to get ok with telling her to fuck off. I know it’s our house and she’s bringing her scaly body into our house , but I need HIM to say the words “you’re not coming”. I’m not asking him to disinvite her - he needs to make that decision. It’s on the tip of his tongue, I can see. It’s probably my counselling training kicking in - let your client realise the decision themselves. Fuck human centred counselling sometimes (although it is the best!)
I know he has residues of guilt - well, that comes and goes - about her being alone at Xmas. This BS is designed by the Hag to elicit the “you’re not coming” so she can wallow in self-pity and blame us (well, me in the main as I’m the villain who fought back and empowered MM to take back control and IS STILL WITH HIM) He told me himself that Bin Gate “it’s all about wrecking Xmas” “she wants a fall”
me: “yes, she does”
him: “she’s not coming here if she fell”
He knows. I know. My mum knows. Slave Son knows or is so deep in Stockholm syndrome that he thinks this toxicity is entirely fucking normal. The Hag knows.
This entire situation is entirely intolerable now. What’s so Fucking infuriating is being cornered by an 86 year old witch.
I want to disinvite her myself, but this is part of the game. I know it’s my house too. In her sick head, we’re the villains in the piece but I’m not going to be the stereotypical evil stepdaughter by saying the words for Mr Monkey. I know in my bones she’s pushing for that as part of the split them up campaign. She actually called him evil the other day. You couldn’t make it up. It’s laughable. I started laughing at that.
I’ve got a ton of fucking work to do - I was supposed to break up on Tuesday but haven’t - due to a ditz of a client and this BS.
I imagine he’ll face another torrent of shit tomorrow. Hopefully, this will be the switch.
I’m going to do a meditation and go back to sleep. Tomorrow is another day.