What have I been up to? Nothing good; that’s for sure. Nothing that doesn’t involve me being flat on my back. Minds out of the gutter people. I could be so lucky. I threw my back out. And no, not doing anything fun, dammit. I did it working. Job #2. Which I already kinda hated but knew I needed it for a reason. Now I’m physically unable to do it and need to pull my shit together and either suck it up and deal with it, or start renewing my love of ramen noodles. 🙂 Okay, so it’s not that bad. Yet. But we all know how overly dramatic I like to be.
As I’ve been absent for a few weeks, one would assume it’s because I’ve finally told TD to fuck off and I’ve been in a funk because of it. Too bad that’s only half accurate. Guess which half?
Here’s a hint. He actually wants me to meet the closet dweller. Really? He thinks it would make things easier on him if she met me. Of course it will. She doesn’t trust him. She doesn’t trust me. She’s jealous of me. She drives by his house and gets pissed every time she sees my car there. He’s banned me from the house since Christmas. When she accused him of cheating on her with me. Again. Who knew I was being timed and that she was pissed when she did an ‘accidental’ drive by (he lives in a cul-de-sac, by the way) at 10am and she saw my car there. Imagine how pissed she was when she did another accidental drive by (probably just one of many more that day) and saw my car still there at 10pm? Along with 10 other cars that belonged to his family members. She obviously isn’t the smartest apple on the tree as she accused him of cheating on her. With me. While not only his entire extended family was in the house, but all of his kids as well. Uhm ….. if there was something to hide, could she not even give us enough credit to put my car in his garage? Or around the block? Apparently she’s an accomplished facebook stalker too (shush, I’m just better at it). She’s seen his posts, my posts, his pictures, my pictures and all alse for the past year+. She’s always known about me. Why would she even start something with him if she thought I was anything more than a friend? Why would she not trust him after this long? At least a little bit? Why would she whine and moan about all my pictures of all of us together as well as all of my postings that have anything to do with his family? Best yet, why the hell would she get mad when she saw that I blocked her (within 2 hours, thank you very much)? That I was tired of having to ‘watch’ what I said or the pictures I posted because she would get mad at him (and mind you, we’re talking completely innocent things here). It’s now been requested that I unblock her. So she can go back to checking my page multiple times a day.
He enables her to be so paranoid. He excuses her inexcusable behaviour again and again. He justified her ‘drive bys’. He justified her paranoia. He justified the fact that by meeting me, she will trust him more. Apparently based on my sparkling personality more than his own merits? So annoying. So yes, I am banned from his house. He knows that if she sees my car in his driveway, she’ll dump him. Naturally I questioned him about this imposed ban. And sort of told him to fuck off and that I was tired of taking the blame for her insecurities. Oh wait, did I forget to mention that he literally screamed at me on X-Mas? And dis-invited me the next day? And blamed me for everything? And blames her for nothing? And has now played the ‘I’d do anything for you because I’m your friend’ card on me in order to get me to meet her? And when I told him where he could shove his brilliant idea and how dare he put me in that situation, that he then reached for the ‘you must still have feelings for me card?’ And when I told him that none of this was fair to me to be blamed for everything and be made to take the brunt of all his frustrations regarding everything (work, life, her, me, kids, crazy key wielding ex girlfriend next door neighbor) and that I was sick of it that he actually acknowledged how unfair all of this is to me? That he feels horrible and knows he’s putting me in an unfair spot that pretty much has no ‘good’ outcome where I am concerned? And that since I’m such a pathetic pushover and in the end just want everyone to be happy (aside from myself apparently) that I agreed?
Yes ladies and gentleman; I’m just that pathetic. And wish them the best of luck in their fucked up mistrustful, paranoid, ridiculous relationship……. I can’t really think of anything that I’d like to do less than to meet her. Even if I never had feelings for him, I still thinks she kinda sucks for testing him all the time and making him work so hard. Then again, I think he kinda sucks for allowing her to do it. And for putting me in the middle of it all. 😦
The only caveat I put on this amazing meeting (don’t you wish I could u-tube the whole fucked up thing?) was that it had to be somewhere that had a bar. And that he was paying. Monetarily of course, as we all know who’ll get footed with the emotional bill that comes out of all of this while they ride happily into the sunset together ….. he may have actually pushed me too far this time ………… maybe