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What’s going on with Batterers

Posted by pavlovskitty on December 4, 2008

From an article on Batterers Intervention, on the West Virginia Coalition Against Domestic Violence website:

What’s Going On With Batterers?
It is important to know and point out to batterers that most men do not abuse their partners and their children. Dr. David Adams, a batterer’s counselor in Boston for over twenty years, estimates that about eighty percent of batterers grew up in a home in which they watched their father beat their mother. Therefore, they likely have the skewed notion that most, if not all, men use violence to control their families. A former abuser, now batterer’s intervention program director Hamish Sinclair likes to tell the men in his groups, “Real men do not abuse their partners and children.” Dr. David Adams reports that while there exists a range of behaviors among batterers, most share similar beliefs and traits. The following represents some of those common characteristics Dr. Adams has found in two decades of running batterers’ intervention programs.

  • Public vs. Private Behavior: Many batterers work hard to create the public image of being the concerned, decent “family man.” Often nobody else has seen the violent, controlling side of him, resulting in victims being accused of exaggerating or lying about the abuse.
  • Abusing Power, Control and Manipulation: The batterer’s goal is to achieve power and control over his victim. Domestic violence is not simply random, isolated acts of violence. Rather, Dr. Adams tells us, it is “a planned pattern of coercive control that includes verbal abuse, threats, psychological manipulation, sexual coercion, and control over economic resources.” The batterer’s incessant criticism and allegations of infidelity ravage the victim’s self-esteem, keeping her on the defensive and isolated from her family, friends and co-workers. Part of the manipulation is to keep changing the list of rules and demands the victim must meet to avoid abuse.
  • Projecting Blame: One of the most widespread forms of batterer manipulation is to blame the victim for his abuse. Similar to alcoholics, the batterer portrays himself as the victim, arguing that she “drove me to it,” “pushes my buttons,” or “provoked me.” Frequently, outsiders are then deceived into focusing on the victim’s actions. This does the batterer no favor; for in failing to hold him accountable, he has no means to analyze options to the violence.
  • Claiming Loss of Control: For some time mental health professionals believed that most batterers suffered from poor impulse control. Thus, when batterers said, “Well, I just lost it!,” most of us believed them. Dr. David Adams and other reputable batterer experts now report that less than five to ten percent of batterers have poor impulse control or an anger problem; rather it is, as mentioned above, a planned pattern of coercive control. Most men who batter their partners and children do not exhibit “generalized violence.” They do not assault the police officer who gives them a speeding ticket or their boss who yells at them for being late to work. Clearly, many batterers believe there will not be sanctions for partner violence. For those batterers who do exhibit generalized violence, extra caution should be taken, as they tend to be more dangerous to their families and law enforcement officers.
  • Claiming a Problem with Anger: Similar to the excuse of poor impulse control, many abusers allege difficulty controlling their anger. However, Dr. David Adams asserts that only a small minority of batterers, he estimates five to seven percent, cannot control their anger. We have learned this from listening to batterers as they explain their abuse. For example, one batterer said that he puts the children in the next room before assaulting his wife, to prevent them from witnessing the abuse. Another abuser reported taking off all his rings “so I wouldn’t hurt her too bad.” Dr. Adams tells us that such explanations are typical of abusers. This planned behavior constitutes pre-meditation in West Virginia and every other state, and obviously does not indicate someone whose anger is uncontrollable.
  • Attributing to Substance Abuse: Dr. Murray Strauss, in his article “Alcohol Abuse and Family Violence,” reports that in spite of the high correlation between domestic violence and alcohol/ drug abuse, experts agree that such substances do not cause the violence. Doctors Strauss and Adams say that the alcohol or drugs may function as disinhibitors and a convenient excuse, but batterers who abuse substances have two separate problems for which they should receive treatment, education and be held accountable.
  • Minimizing and Denying the Abuse: Batterers’ education specialists report that few batterers, even the most brutal, consider themselves as such, and will, invariably, under-report or deny their abuse. Researchers Scinovacz, Browning and Dutton found that even when directly questioned by law enforcement, judges or therapists, most batterers simply lied about the abuse, with some attempting to rationalize it. Dr. David Adams reports that, when prodded, the majority of batterers will minimize their actions with comments such as “I only gave her a little shove,” when, in fact, he pushed the victim down a flight of stairs. Batterers typically consider even serious abuse (punching, choking, beating up) as self-defense, when it is clearly retaliation for the victim’s failure to do what the batterer wanted. Often, even severe batterers express shock when arrested, for it has not registered that their violence constitutes a crime.
  • Failure to Take Responsibility for Own Actions: Most batterers blame outside forces for their violent behavior; the victim’s “mouthiness” for example, alcohol or a bad day at work.
  • External Motivation: Dr. David Adams and other experts have found that most batterers are externally motivated. That is, they care very much what others, particularly men, think of them. When men in our communities are willing to stand up and say, “Real men don’t beat their partners and their children,” abusers can get the message that their behavior is closer to that of an immature bully and coward.

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A Thank You Note from the Teenager

Posted by pavlovskitty on November 7, 2008

(This was clipped outside the door when I got home yesterday after work. My sweetheart’s name is initialed, and her full signature is removed for privacy.)

 

Mom,

I know I haven’t been the best daughter in the world.  I’m sorry for treating you that way.  We were told to write a five sentence note on thankfullness to our parents, but you do more than five sentences can cover.

You go to great lengths for us.  Even though it bugs me, you try so hard to let me know how important school and chores are.  You really do seem to know what’s best for me, even if I don’t myself know.  You listen to me, you pay attention.  I love sitting on the couch and watching the news with you, or doing yoga.

You give such great advice!  Some of the hardest times in my life you’ve helped me through.  Even the little things like buying Beefy Mac every night I seem to take for granted. 

You deserve happines.  I promise I’ll try harder to show you that.  I know you want to be with R and I’m thankful you’re waiting until school is over.

You make me feel safe.  You sleep by the door.  In the middle of the night when I hear a noise I worry if there’s a burgler in the house, I remember that the noise would have woken you up and then I feel fine.

You help me remember I can do anything.  You’re a living example that I don’t need anyone to take care of me to be successful.  I admire you as a single mother and as my mother.

I love you 27.

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Recognizing Common Batterers Behaviors In Supervised Visitation Settings

Posted by pavlovskitty on October 8, 2008

It sometimes feels like a losing battle convincing members of my ex’s family that what I experienced was/is real. When the judge asked me four and a half years ago if I thought there was a family member suitable to supervise his visitations with my daughter, I named his brother in Houston. At the time, my ex was listed as living with them, and my ILs were working out of the country. The stipulation in the orders says either his brother or a party I deem fit supervise his visitations at all times.  I was and still am willing to drive my children four hours away for a safe visit, but as I’ve stated in other entries, my ex hasn’t yet requested a visit.  And when his parents returned to the states, I believe I only told them no one time for a visit, and that was because we already had company in the house that weekend.  They will ask for the kids, and occasionally my ex will drop by while they are there. 

As we seem to get closer to actually going to court to get divorced, I realize it’s inevitable that visitation and support issues will be examined. It looks like he’s aware of that fact himself, because I recently started receiving a child support payment from him more months than not. And now that my daughter is a teenager, more aware of a dangerous situation, I’m more comfortable on her ability to call him out on his behavior as she’s done a few times recently, though not with good results.

What’s interesting is that I’ve haven’t met another woman in quite my situation before. Those I’ve met that have experience domestic abuse in the past seem to be far enough away from it and their abuser now that they can in fact tell me that it does get better. But I haven’t actually met anyone who’s abuser is still trying to reach out and control them. So I went a’searching to try to find others’ stories about supervised visitation, coming up with this gem I thought I would share.  I’ve seen and heard many of these examples for myself in dealing with my ex, up to the point that even now, in one of his latest emails and blog entries, he’s saying he is planning on moving to a tiny town a few miles from me to volunteer for their fire department,  despite the fact that he’s currently living in a nice house of his parents in Fort Worth and making decent money in the oil fields.  His reasoning being he would be closer to his daughter, even though he would still have to drive back that way to his parents home to actually see her. Just another example of his attempt to manipulate me, this time as stalking.

From The Minnesota Center Against Violence and Abuse:

Recognizing Common Batterers Behaviors In Supervised Visitation Settings

While the assumption has been that the level of violence will be reduced or eliminated if supervised visitation is ordered in domestic violence cases, practitioners report that batterers exhibit similar behaviorial patterns while utilizing supervised visitation services.

Staff of the Clearinghouse on Supervised Visitation collected examples of behaviors commonly displayed by alleged batterers who were referred to supervised visitation programs in Florida in 2001. As the examples in the following table indicate, the same behaviors of batterers described in the literature, are observed in supervised visitation programs.

Table 1. Common Behaviors of Batterers Seen at Supervised Visitation Programs

Behavior Manifestation at Supervised Visitation Program
Denial of Abuse/ Minimizations Children may ask parent, “why did you hit mommy?” Visiting parent may deny hitting child’s mother, say it was accident or minimize his action. Or he may say it’s the fault of mother he has to see child at visitation program. One program reports a 12 year old asked his father why he chased his mother with a knife. Father denied doing it saying the mother told him to say that. This occurred despite witnesses to the knife incident.
Blaming partner Frequently supervised visitation staff report that a batterer will tell staff “this is all my wife’s fault,” “she’s the one who brought this on.”
Control/ Manipulation Often batterers will question, or challenge program rules or suggest exceptions to rules should be made of them. This is seen in examples of refusing to arrive or depart per requirements, bringing unauthorized individuals to visits, bringing gifts or food to visits which may be disallowed, attempting to take videos or photographs. Tearing up rules or throwing intake forms across room.
Attacking Parenting Skills Involving staff in apparent false allegations of child abuse against parent who has been abused, trying to use staff to call Abuse Registry. Makes disparaging remarks about mother, “you need to clean up better than mommy.”
Making Covert/ Overt Threats Program staff report incidents of batterers showing a weapons permit when asked for identification, driving around visitation site at time of scheduled visits but not coming into program as well as verbally threatening to harm staff, volunteers, judge, partner, etc. during visits. Law enforcement officers referred to programs have come for scheduled visits in full uniform wearing their weapons despite instructions to the contrary.
Involving Children During scheduled visitations, batterers may attempt to question children about their current living arrangements (particularly if they are staying at shelter or another undisclosed location); inquire about what their plans are, where they are attending school; or, may try and find out who the child’s mother is seeing. Additionally batterers may utilize visitation times as a vehicle to get children to convey messages back to other parent.
Stalking Following a parent who is leaving a program, recording information about parents car. One program reports two examples of cases when the perpetrator had custody. In one case he left with the child prior to his wife (non-custodial) but waited for her in a nearby parking lot. In another, a non-custodial mother picked up her child for a monitored exchange and was followed to a neighboring city by her abuser. Perpetrators may reveal stalking incidents during conviction with their children during visit Questions such as Where were you all last night? or Why weren’t you in school yesterday?
Financial Abuse/ Manipulation Refusing to pay for scheduled visits, not going to pay to see my kids. Paying in pennies or other small coins. Saying they will not bring food for visits because they’re paying child support to mother and she should make sure food is available for father’s visit.
Animal Abuse Batterers may inform child during visit that a beloved pet has died or had to be given away since the child was not longer in the home. One program reported a father bringing the child’s pet rabbit to the program knowing the child would not be able to take it back to the shelter where he was staying.
Physical Violence At least three murders of have occurred on-site or in parking lots of supervised visitation programs in recent years. Other programs report murders or physical assaults by non-custodial parents off site but while family was utilizing services.
Suicide Visiting parent telling child and/or staff how depressed he is and how he might just end it all.

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Why they stay

Posted by pavlovskitty on September 24, 2008

In further response to a comment received on how I am responsible for not leaving a violent situation, I would like to try to educate my readers on a subject that hopefully they do not understand – blaming the victim.

Why Victims May Stay

From The National Center for Victims of Crime

Very few individuals would become involved in a relationship they knew to be violent. Domestic violence has subtle origins. What starts out as love, courtship and concern, may turn into domination, forced adherence to rigid sex roles and obsessive jealousy. Victims are not masochists. They do not enjoy being hurt, abused, battered and controlled. Victims may stay with someone who is abusing them for various reasons which include:

 

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    • Fear of the abuser;
    • Love;
    • Threats to harm the victim, loved ones or pets;
    • Threats of suicide;
    • Believing the abuser will take their children;
    • Religious reasons;
    • Believing the abuser will change;
    • Self-blame;
    • Limited financial options;
    • Believing that violence is normal;
    • Believing in the sanctity of marriage and the family;
    • Limited housing options;
    • Blaming the abuse on alcohol, financial pressures, or other outside factors;
    • Low self-esteem;
    • Fear of the unknown, of change;
    • Isolation;
    • Embarrassment and shame;
    • Believing no one can help;
    • Cultural beliefs;
    • Denial; and
    • Pressure from friends and family to stay.

I will also be updating my links at the side for other websites.  Peace.

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A letter to someone who wasn’t there

Posted by pavlovskitty on September 24, 2008

I’m going to edit this quite a bit to remove anything identifying, but I’ve had the wonderful fortune to be in contact with my daughter’s younger sister’s mother.  (Follow that one?)  It might explain itself in the letter, but I when I started the email, I had no idea it would be that long or that detailed.  It has a lot of things there that I barely talk about anymore, but things that might help another woman identify a dangerous situation.

pav

I’m sorry if this has caught you off guard too much. I’m at a point in my life where I can’t have skeletons, I won’t allow them. Sadly, your daughter was only a concept to me and Amy until yesterday. She’s absolutely beautiful by the way. I used to think Amy looked like her father until I saw a picture of (AMY’S SISTER).

I’m going to tell you what I know. What you probably heard incorrectly, or maybe you heard the truth but with a spin. I’ve always looked off and on. As I mentioned, my son has two brothers, only one of which he has met and that was only one time. His father was amazing with his brothers, but for some reason, my son got nothing. The last time he spoke to him would be nearly two years ago, and he’s only seen him a couple times. He left me when I was pregnant, so I’m betting you and I have more in common than just a beautiful little girl.

I do have questions, but I would like to volunteer information first. Again, I don’t know how much you know, but you may have figured some things out by reading some blog entries. I have a separate blog elsewhere that I’ll share soon.

I believe 100% that (MY EX) is a narcissistic drug addict. I believe he is incapable of telling the truth, no matter how insignificant. I believe he only wanted a wife and a child to impress his parents. Perhaps in his own twisted way he loved me, and loves Amy, but I don’t think he is capable of true human emotion.

I’m not sure how far to back up. We were married in 94, and when we returned home, that’s when I found out I was pregnant with Amy. At one point he tried to convince me that I should have an abortion, but I couldn’t even comprehend of that. You get married, you have kids, right? I left him the first time when I was pregnant, and he wouldn’t come home or stay clean. I returned later that pregnancy when he said the right things.

I left again when Amy was three months old. Same reasons. I loved him, but he was not the clean-cut air force boy I had met and fell in love with originally. That lasted six months, and he moved to Florida to be with me again. We went to Russia to see his parents, and he stayed there to work. He has told me that he did cheat on me there, and when he was supposed to return to his wife and daughter, he disappeared. His parents didn’t know where he was. Turns out he didn’t tell anyone he was taking a week in between to visit Amsterdam. I decided to not let him back, but again, I was weak.

When he returned, that’s when he started dealing and transporting. I didn’t know at first. He told me he was doing construction work in Mobile and such, to be gone overnight, and I really did believe him. But then I got pregnant again, even though I had my tubes tied at (MY EX)’s insistence after Amy was born. He was actually happy, but I couldn’t stay pregnant. After I lost our second child, he started making more runs and I started figuring things out. I actually knew what he was doing the time he was arrested. I wanted to tell him not to go, but I knew he wouldn’t listen to me, and I knew when he didn’t make it home when he said he would what had happened. My grandfather and I drove to Mississippi to bring him home, but he insisted on continuing the lifestyle. And it got worse. Not only was he still bringing people into my house that I never wanted around my child, he got more controlling, not allowing me to take our car, even chasing me down 98 one day that I did manage to take our car to work. One of the last straws was opening the kitchen drawer and seeing the gun. He swore later that it was my stepfather’s gun, that it wasn’t loaded, but the only thing that mattered was that it was accessible to Amy.

He had passed out one day, and I snuck the key out to copy it. Then one day in January, I brought Amy and a load of “laundry” to my mother’s house for the night. I didn’t sleep with him beside me, and waited as long as I could to make sure he wouldn’t wake up to take that key, get my one basket of clothes and my daughter from down the street and drive. He didn’t notice her missing the night before, and didn’t notice the two of us, or his car, missing until nearly twelve hours later. I drove north looking in my rearview mirror for two days, scared. I had confided in my boss at the time, and he gave me a couple extra hundred dollars and my w2.

I stayed a week at a friend’s house, but then went into a womens shelter for six weeks. I guess you were already there by then. Amy and I were doing ok, and I don’t know how, but somehow the grapevine got back to me that (MY EX)’s girlfriend was pregnant. After months on my own, I let him talk to Amy, and then to me, and the cycle started again. His car broke down in St Louis, and I went and picked him up from there. He was actually clean in Minneapolis. The longest time I ever knew him to be, but something changed, and we decided to move back to Texas in 2000.

I kicked him out of our house again August of that year – crank. He found a couple speed buddies, again, people I wouldn’t want anywhere near my daughter. He never could come out of himself long enough to see how his selfish actions would affect her. He was ok for a bit, and Amy lived part time at both homes, again, one that his parents put him up in. They would come in like the calvary over and over again to rescue him when the big bad world or his “crazy” wife would make his life difficult. I only found out later that even though is parents gave him a three bedroom home to live in, my six year old daughter slept in a “room” he made in his closet so that he could have roommates and make money.

I found myself pregnant again the beginning of 2002. I’ve told you some of that, but it was a bad situation. After Brody’s father essentially disappeared, I was still trading Amy back and forth, and (MY EX) turned into the romantic he could. He stared wooing my hormonal pregnant ass, and I fell for it. Part of it, I know in my heart, was him trying to balance the scales for (AMY’S SISTER). Figuring if he couldn’t be there, he would make up for it by being a father to someone else’s child like surely someone was doing for his.

He was back in college again by that time, but the partying was still full force. He wanted to be a husband and a father to impress his parents, but it wasn’t in him. He quit coming home, started taking diaper money out of my wallet, telling me he fell asleep in the car.

Full circle, in January 2004, he tried to kill me. I don’t know for sure, but I could guess he was speeding like usual. Denton Texas cops suck. Even though there is a ten minute 911 tape of me practically screaming, saying that my son was bleeding (he had tried to get into the middle and got knocked down – his lip had gotten split) all they did was escort him away. When I asked the next day why he wasn’t arrested, since I was in shock the day before myself, I was told they did what I requested, “make him go away.”

(MY EX) has supervised visitation only of Amy. He didn’t show up to court that day, assuming he would get a standard order. This was over three years ago. He’s two hours away, and I regularly drive the kids halfway to meet his parents so they can stay with them for the weekend. He hasn’t yet proven himself to be anything other than the monster I know.

I was told once that it takes an abused spouse seven attempts to finally leave or be killed. I guess five is good then, right? What finally ended it was not the violence against me again but seeing my son bleeding. Seeing him hold him away from me as I screamed for him to give me my baby, with a look on his face like, you want this? When I was pregnant with Amy, we had a cat that had a litter of kittens, too many. One by one they died – only one lived. But one of the kittens was destroyed by a tom cat that came around. I won’t get into any more details there, but that thought wouldn’t go away as I look back at that face that day, wondering if he would destroy my son because it wasn’t his and he knew that was how he could hurt me the most. And he still does get to me by hurting Amy.

Anyway, because custody was set where I was most comfortable, and despite the fact that they couldn’t get a wage history and her child support is set based of minimum wage, I waited until Amy turned 13 to actually file for divorce. I didn’t want to hand him an opportunity to get to her. The only time I’ve spoken to him in the past three years or so was witnessed by his father, where he said that if I didn’t do what he wanted, ask the judge myself to lift the supervision, he would make things as difficult as possible for me. He knows this is the last thing he has over me, the last way to control me. He’s been living with his girlfriend for at least two years now, and from what I’m told by my kids, she’s a sweetheart. I don’t doubt it, and I would venture to guess you were the same way too.

I know I’ve rambled, but you might want to know what he said about you and (AMY’S SISTER). As you were probably given half the truth, I know in most situations I was too. When he moved back to Minneapolis, he told me that he loved you and that you two talked about having a family. That he confided in you how his wife took his daughter and left, and that you knew that was a good way to hurt him, by doing the same. That you told people he was being abusive since they would believe it, you know, since that was what I had said, so it was a good weapon. That you returned to your ex-boyfriend and disappeared like I had done. That he couldn’t even be sure (AMY’S SISTER) was his since you had been with him before and after. For the record, she looks so much like some of his childhood pictures that it shook me to tears most of the day.

To have your daughter be real, to see her, made what happened to me real again. What makes me cry is that there are two wonderful girls that he can’t bring himself out of his wonderland long enough to consider. And what makes me even sadder is the girls have never met.

I know my opinion is just that, but I think you were the smarter one. The way he fucks with Amy by his promises of change, from what I’ve seen hurts her so much more than Brody’s dad’s complete absence. He at least never gets his hopes up.

Yeah, I’ve really rambled. I apologize, but I felt you might want to know. I’ll answer any questions if you still have some.

(DELETED LAST PARAGRAPH DUE TO PERSONAL INFORMATION)

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Something unexpected happened

Posted by pavlovskitty on September 16, 2008

I have fallen love.

I never thought it would happen again.  I thought I had my chance in the past and screwed it up, or that I was destined to live alone in exchange for something I had done earlier, or even in a past life.  I was ok with that for the most part – horny occasionally – but still ok with being the strange cat lady years after both kids went off on their own. 

But someone found me on myspace, someone that crossed my mind here and there.  The last time I saw him was the day before my 18th birthday, half a lifetime ago.  The last time I kissed him was 20 years ago.  And there he was.  He was getting out of a relationship and saw me on a mutual friend’s list.  We emailed back and forth for a bit, and little by little, the conversations got more serious, more intimate.  Then he called me.

He lives still in Florida, where I went to high school, went through puberty, met my ex-husband, and did a lot of things I’m not necessarily proud of.  I’ve only visited the area once in the past ten years, and that was just for a moment when I picked up my baby sister and her family, and then stopped at my Grammie’s for lunch.  My sister moved back on Christmas Day, if you remember, and I’ve been toying with the idea of taking a beach vacation.

It seems like I have much more incentive now.  I can’t get him out of my mind.  Since I am that kind of geek, I checked my cell phone, in the past week we’ve spent almost 24 hours on the phone to each other.  No, I’m not kidding.  I don’t even think we were on the phone that much when we dated twenty years ago.

He reminded me of how we met.  I had forgotten. I had pushed a lot of those memories out of the way because my ex-husband was always disturbed by the thought that there were others before him.  So I tried to erase that part.  But the truth is, he was my first love.  Which makes this even stranger.  This kind of thing doesn’t happen in real life, does it?  This is something for Oprah or Montel, or Disney, right? 

Imagine how much twenty years can change a person.  I may still be as goofy and fun as I was then, but I’m not nearly as impulsive or selfish.  I have two children that are my top priorty, and he has three.  Yes, I had to laugh at the fact that he’s raising three daughters, considering my father once threatened to kill him.  And I wonder what my father would think of him now.  Deep down, I think he would be happy for me finding something so wonderful again.

I fight a lot with that nagging little brat deep inside of me, the one that tells me that I don’t deserve to be happy, that I’m supposed to suffer.  Or maybe it’s not my own voice I hear, but my mother’s.  Well, screw her and her voice.  I deserve this.  I’m happy like I don’t know I’ve ever been in my entire life, and I think it’s because I’m ok with me deep inside, ok enough to share that with someone else.  And I found a wonderful man, intelligent, creative, funny, and very freaking sexy, that can appreciate who I am for real.  I had my hesistations because of who he was in the past, and some of the things he’s done, but he’s not holding my past against me so it wouldn’t be fair if I did.  I see who he is right now, and I’m in love with him.

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I’m still loved, subtitled: I was wrong

Posted by pavlovskitty on August 12, 2008

I gathered my courage and called my Grammie last night.  I really wanted to hear her voice and know that she was ok.  She was very excited to hear from me, but one of the first things she said was, “have you heard from your mother?”  I put on my big girl pants and said that I hadn’t spoken to her since she said she was suing me.

My youngest sister went no contact with our mother back in May, when NM called her boss playing the concerned mother because my sis didn’t answer her calls.  She lives a town away from my grammie, and I live a few states away, unfortunately a town away from NM.  Anyway, after my sis cut off communication, she had gone to visit Grammie with my niece and nephews.  When my grandmother told my mother after in a phone call, NM went off on my grandmother!  She told my grammie that she should have defended her, and yelled at my sister for how she spoke to her, for avoiding her calls.  My grandmother said that she didn’t know how my sister spoke to her, she wasn’t there, and that it wasn’t her place. 

My mother hung up on my grandmother.  They haven’t spoken in a couple months now. 

I told her honestly that I had been avoiding calling her because I dind’t know what NM had said to her to poison her against me, and it turns out, my grammie felt the same way.  We talked honestly about NM, and lovingly about my kids and how she’s feeling and when I might get to come visit. 

I told my daughter later that I was so stinking happy that someone in my family could love me no matter what, and in the process, validate my feelings about NM.  She didn’t quite understand, but that’s because she has a lot of family on the other side that are relatively normal (with the exception of her father).  Sometimes I wonder if my sis and I aren’t in a fantasy world, viewing NM as the evil queen.  But to have others validate that, that was incredible.

 

And I forgot to add!  My grandmother told me that in all the time she was visiting NM, her visiting nurse (mom’s, not my grammie’s) gave her a clean bill of health each visit.  She told me that when NM visited the cardiologist and told him that my grammie has a pacemaker, she acted hurt when he told her that her heart was fine.  My grammie said it was like she was jealous of the pacemaker or something – her words!

She also told me that NM has isolated her from her substitute son, the one that gave her a cell phone after I had “taken” hers away from her.  My daughter said that she was worried about NM isolating herself, that she felt guilty.  We then discussed other ways NM has made my children feel guilty in the past, like telling my then-4yo son that if he didn’t stop crying she was going to have a heart attack because she couldn’t handle the tears.  I told her that NM has created her environment, and I wasn’t going to feel guilty anymore.

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Night and Day, and why isn’t it still night?

Posted by pavlovskitty on July 30, 2008

Turkey boy is home this week, under the somewhat watchful eye of his older sister.  The preschool was having their air conditioners replaced, and even though they had water activities planned and a lot of fans being brought in, I couldn’t imagine how miserable he was going to be, and in turn, how miserable he would make the teachers.  Can you imagine a room full of 4 and 5 year olds in a room without a/c, in Texas, at the end of July?  I took advantage of their vacation week policy, and paid the big sister a chunk of that instead to play video games with him all day long.

Because of this, both bedtimes had to be adjusted a little.  I wanted the big one in bed by ten, but let the smaller one stay up a little past his normal bedtime to try to even them out.  At eight pm last night, I pulled the squeaky clean turkey boy into my bed to snuggle and watch Iron Chef.  This is where I take a slight detour on the subject to ask where his nipple radar came from.  Is this a genetic thing?  I don’t remember snuggling with my daughter at this age and having her bump, jab or pin my nipple every freaking time she moved!  They’re my boobs now!  They haven’t been his in a very long time, so it’s time for him to leave them alone!

Okay, back on track again (thank you for reading my mini boob rant.  Not that my boobs are mini by far, it’s just that the rant was.  I’ll stop now.)  The boy got tossed into his bed around nine.  The girl at ten.  However, my five year old has no concept of sleeping in.  The thirteen year old on the other hand, would sleep the entire day if not for the telephone, internet, and video games.  She did well the first couple days waking up with him, but apparently Day Three was a bit harder.

After I put on my shoes, I crept into their room to whisper and I love you and I’ll see you later.  As i opened the door a crack, turkey boy looked up at me and smiled.  What a way to start my day, let me tell you.  He sat up in slow motion and reached his arms for me, so I had no choice but to go and give him some good morning hugs.  He told me he’d miss me, and I told him I’d miss him too, but he’d have fun today.  And then I had to wake the girl, since the boy was now awake.

She grumbled and scowled.  I resisted the urge to remind Madam Sleepypants that she had already been paid for babysitting this week, and instead tried to be maternal and encourage her to get up. 

She whined, “I don’t understand how he can get up so easily.” 

I told her, “He likes the world.”

She replied, “Well, the world is too early.”

I had to giggle on my way back out of their room and out the front door.  I think she really hit on something there.

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Update from yesterday

Posted by pavlovskitty on July 29, 2008

I want to thank those of you who were there for me yesterday so much for your support. This was a big blow. I remember calling her from the emergency room years ago, when I thought my ex might have broken my shoulder, telling her he hurt me. She came in like the calvary to help, so she said. However, the next day when I ran to get tylenol or something for my son, who was barely a year old at the time, when I got home, he was sitting on the couch with a diaper that had run through his sleeper. She said she didn’t notice. I remember thinking then…how…?

Anyway, I called and talked to my sister last night. She said that the email she had gotten from NM was titled something like, to make me feel better. The content simply stated, I take payments, again referring to the $259 that she supposedly owes her. I suggested she start sending the woman a penny a month, as a joke. At least it got a good laugh.

This morning I logged back into myspace and reported her for the pictures of me and my children posted without my permission. They are posted where anyone can view them. Not even the pictures on my profile, especially of the kids, are open for public view. I’m not trying to get revenge, I’m just trying to make it clear that I want nothing to do with her at all, and despite her sense of entitlement, she doesn’t have and right to show off my children as part of her.

Also, I would like to mention my recent viewers that ended up here by looking for the Next Food Network Star, and ending up viewing the adorable picture of my son taken close to two years ago.  I hope you drop back by occasionally, since I am a fan of the show, and finally watched the finale last night, a day late.  I’m happy with the results, though I really thing the other guy would have made a more interesting show in the end.

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Blindsided

Posted by pavlovskitty on July 28, 2008

I’ve been no contact with my narcissistic mother now for months, and haven’t seen her in person since October of last year, when she came smiling to my work with a friend of hers to retrieve her beloved tea sets.  I was aware that she had created a myspace profile, and now that she has my younger sister at her side (which is another story, part of the Memory Eraser post that I can’t bring myself to finish), has been more active there. 

Last night, I got a friend request from my baby sister, which was odd, since she’s already on my friends list.  NM hadn’t dare send a request to me, and I denied our middle sister.  I texted my baby sister and asked if it was legit, and what the deal was.  She said that our mother had emailed her through her myspace, and though she hadn’t replied, she couldn’t bring herself to block her.  So this morning, I logged on to accept my baby sis’s request, and to check out our NM’s profile.  Not only does she have pictures of my and my children, along with my sisters and their children, but she had a new friend: my ex-husband.

Yes, boys and girls, the fucker that tried to kill me, the one that drove my daughter around with an open beer can in his hand, the one that left her at nine years old with some friends outside a bar so he could run in for a bit, is now her friend.  I’m sure they can related really well, being both malignantly narcissistic and both having access to my children on my terms.  Actually, my ex’s access is based on the judge’s terms, that he be supervised at all times.  NM, who threated to take me to court to see the kids has actually had access – she just chose not to take it because it wasn’t on her terms. 

I can’t even describe how ill and shocked I felt when I saw that.  That the woman that professed to love me (even though I felt the truth) would be so obsessed with getting even that she would pull him into her corner.  If I ever doubted her true identity, I do no longer.

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