He must think I’m stupid.
He popped round to see me and the DC wearing nice going out clothes despite having to apparently rush off to do a DIY related errand afterwards. Weird ringtone on his phone, went outside the bloody house to take a phone call. Shame my nest doorbell didn’t record the audio. Nonsensical excuse when he came back in. Overheard him upstairs in my DCs room telling someone on the phone that he’d text them when they were leaving, in a way that didn’t line up with his apparent errand. Nonsensical person on the other end of the line.
It might be true. But it probably isn’t. He has form and I had to deal with the fall out of that last year, but they decided to get back together. I can’t go to my mum with all this because I don’t really have any proof and she is of a very weak disposition mental health wise.
I’ve told them that they need counselling and to sort out their toxic bin fire and I can’t be their emotional support child.
But it’s so bloody sad. I can’t be completely guarded and ‘none of my business’ about it. My mum wouldn’t be in the same room as him if they split, which would be awful for my DC’s special occasions and weddings and graduations. I’m an only child and last year was awful when they split up. I felt so untethered.
I’m so angry for him for bringing his bullshit into my house and turning my mum into a nervous wreck. I’m so angry that she didn’t leave him when I was a baby.
Just getting it all out. I feel ill.