I've not written in a long time because there's been too much to write about I couldn't possibly keep up. I'm feeling the need to write now because there's so much weight on my shoulders and each thing is very important, worth its own merit and yet I'm feeling so stressed, taken for granted, used and abused, and probably some self pity for good measure. Now, where to start...
1. I moved out of Mike's house because I was about to have a nervous breakdown. I was seriously having panic attacks because I couldn't bear to be there. Mike and I have have so many differences, not to mention he's my ex-husband for a reason, and who the hell moves back in with their ex-husband? I was so depressed being in that house, away from my friends, my jobs, my life. I didn't feel comfortable. As soon as the kids went to bed, I ran to my room to hole myself up for the night and avoid any contact with Mike. I was angry with him for so many things. I was also grateful that he took in the kids - but it's not like something I had to beg him to do: He wanted the kids. He wanted the kids to live with him, and raise them and provide him with the family he lost when we divorced. I, however, was not part of that package and could no longer put up with things. I feel like I did my part, got Emma to a point where she sleeps all night, is easy to care for and all you have to do is feed, change and play with her periodically and she's good to go. Ellie, on the other hand, is a constant work in progress and Mike is not a big help when it comes to being tough and providing the structure he requires right now so he'll need less later. Ellie has Mike wrapped around his finger - he's his puppet and at this point Ellie is a master puppeteer when it comes to Mike. It's very frustrating to say the least and any efforts I make are pretty much futile.
I still watch the kids and go to Monroe when Mike goes out of town or teaches on Saturdays. So I'm still involved in their lives and I contribute financially by paying for Emma's daycare, so I don't feel like I'm just dumping the kids on him. I do feel like he tries to make excuses for me to come out there when it's unnecessary. So I'm handling that problem by looking for a sitter. Driving back and forth to Monroe once/twice per week is costly in gas and puts quite a bit of wear and tear on my car - none of which Mike really cares about. Dealing with ex-husbands, especially ones you share custody of grandchildren with, is pretty damn stressful.
2. I moved in with Jay. That's been a whirlwind of surprises, adventures, experiences - you name it. This is actually the second time we've tried living together - the first time only lasting about a week, but that's par for our relationship. This time is requiring lots of changes and adjustments and it's quite odd and awkward and I don't know if we're each very happy with each other and the situation. I often think about how things were different when we were first dating
and the things that aren't okay now were okay then - because everything
was new and fun and not serious. But now that we are sharing our everyday lives with each other, things are different and things are serious. There are positives and negatives and I don't know really which outweigh each other at this point. This second time has only been a few weeks, so we lasted longer than before, but some major changes are taking place and it's creating a distance between us - causing us to communicate less and not really enjoy being together, like before. I wish things were different and I do hope they get better. We've always had this "crazy love" that goes from one extreme to the other, but we always reunite. The kind of things we're going through now are tough and boring - like regular life, which is what I want. I want to live a regular (sometimes boring) life with a person who gives me as much love as I give. But the things going on right now are stressful and I hope time will make it better. Jay does make efforts but I worry about stripping him of happiness. That makes me sad, because that's the last thing I want to do.
3. I'm working for one of my doctors that I used to manage years ago. I got her right out of residency, so I feel like she's my baby and I've stuck with her over the years - helping her out here and there. About three years ago, she came to me and wanted to start her own practice. I told her I would help her get it up and running, but I under no certain terms wanted to stay on and manage her practice. I worked in healthcare administration for many years and I got so burned out, I was about ready to go postal on some doctors. So, I got her business up and running - business license, created the LLC, got her credentialed, got CLIA waivers for in-office testing and so forth. Then I found a replacement for me and I left. She then decided to expand her business and did not reach out to me about it - which is fine, since I'm not her keeper. But two years later, because certain protocols and procedures weren't followed and pursued by the current practice administrator, the practice is in pretty bad shape. Like, it's to the point of I don't know if it can be saved. So, she reached out to me about two months ago and told me everything that was going on. I've been working diligently to try and clean up some messes that are a priority and then try to help her decide if the practice is salvageable. This is very stressful as well, and I honestly don't know if I can save it.
4. Ebony is out of prison. He's still in California, in a half-way house. I spoke to him a couple of weeks ago and he said he has to pay restitution ($200) and do some other whatever whatever with his parole officer to see if he can come to Georgia - which could take anywhere from six to nine months. That, is not very stressful, thank goodness. I don't see Ebony as a threat and don't see him trying to intervene in the kids' lives any time soon.
5. I completed a visitation form to go see Shelby and it was denied because I marked NO to the question asking if I had ever been arrested. I actually have been arrested - like when I was 21, part of a bar fight, and everything was dismissed. I actually thought it was expunged from my record because it's never shown up before in any background check. I also marked NO to juvenile arrest, but I was in juvenile because I was a little badass teenager and got put in there for being "unruly." I think I spent two nights in there or something. But I thought juvenile records didn't count and were sealed????? So, anyway, the denial came with an invitation for me to reapply with the correct information about my "criminal record." HA. I guess they felt that bar fight and my unruly teenage behavior would pose a risk for the Folsom Prison staff. Anyway, I completed the form again with all of that information and hopefully they will approve me. I'd like to visit Shelby in November, if possible. That's stressful.
Anyway, I'll close for now. These are just a few top issues of the day, every day. There are plenty more, but they are all minor compared to these. I still have to deal with them, but they're not as taxing as these. Sometimes I wonder if I'm ever going to be able to lead a peaceful life. I honestly don't know if it's in the cards for me. A few friends have told me that there are so many things I have to deal with in my life that are not a direct result of my behavior - which makes me feel better. I try to determine which is which. My life seems to have so many crises in it. I wonder what I would do if there weren't any crises to handle. Would I create a crisis, or am I capable of living a calm, peaceful life without all the drama? Drama is exhausting.
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