So if you read my post about my mom and her boyfriend yesterday…you’ll understand this a little more.
My brothers and I were all sitting in the kitchen after I got off work. I asked where my mom was and they said at “his” house. Immediately we started talking a BUNCH of shit about their situation and how she wants him to move in.
10 minutes after shit talking, my little brother’s phone rings and its my mom. I thought she was gonna’ ask “how did you get home from work ?” like she always does. But instead she said, “Ben butt dialed me and I heard your conversation. why are you so upset with me again? blah blah bah.”
O__O I told her what’s up but That was the most Awkward feeling in the world. I think I might go to sleep so I don’t have to talk to her when she gets home. -_-
My parents divorced when I was 13. Usually that’s hard for kids at that age, but I actually wanted it more than my mom did. My dad wasn’t a father and…well, that’s another story. For awhile my family was great. No yelling, screaming, crying, or beatings. I went to school happy, I actually got to hang out with my friends…but when I turned 16 things started to change.
My mom started dating when I turned 14, which was fine. I’d make sure she was ready for her dates, make sure she’d pick a nice place for a date, etc. But then she started becoming more secretive about one guy in particular. She’d say she’s going out but wouldn’t say with who. Her phone conversations became private and her ‘homegirls’ started disappearing. One day she picked me up from school and I asked her straight out, “WHO IS THIS GUY?” She gave me obvious hints and I figured out who it was my first try.
When she told me I had guessed right, my face turned into a blank stare. The man was not only STILL married, but he is also a Pastor of his own church. I tried to make up excuses for her in my head but I came to the conclusion that everything she was doing was wrong. Her excuse, “He’s getting a divorce soon tho.” [Ladies, don’t do it if he hasn’t AT LEAST signed papers yet.] I didn’t know what to say. Out of no where they fall in love, he got the divorce, and his and my moms secret got out. My mom lost a lot of friends, but as long as she had her man, she was happy. It was weird at first, but I got used to it. I didn’t care for him, and when he talked to me I gave him short answered and kept it pushin’.
When I turned 16 my mom started changing. Spending the night at his house, not coming home, talking about him like he was the only subject in the world. When they got into an argument, she’d come home and yell and scream at everyone for no reason. When they were happy, she’d come home and yell and scream at everyone for no reason. There was no way to be around her without getting chewed out for no reason. We all took a trip to las vegas to visit my grandparents and we decided to put money into our house to fix it all up.
Of course my moms boyfriend was the first one to say “I’ll help.” Instead of putting money in, My mom paid for supplies and he built it. It was neat at first. This guy is building things for the house. But then he took apart different things. [like the sink, staircase, lights, couches, and carpet.] And he NEVER finished them. Our whole kitchen is halfway built because of him. I told my mom and her excuse, “you guys don’t like him so I don’t invite him to finish.” BULLSHIT !! And now she comes home and complains that the house is such a mess, everyday.
Long story short.
I hate this man. My mom is wrapped around him like a tether ball rope. We no longer converse, I had a job for two weeks and she had no idea. She’s NEVER home, and her temper is shorter than Gary coleman. I’m over her bitchassness.
10 minutes ago she told me they’re getting married and he’s moving in here because “that’s what she thinks I wanted, so he can fix up the house.”
FUUUUUUUUCK BOTH YOU GUYS !! I’m Moving out the second he steps foot in that door.