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Articles: The Schizo Drama, Episode 6 |
Posted by
Schizo on Monday, December 03, 2001 - 04:56 PM PST
Yes, I know, it's me again. There seems to be a lot of postable stuff having to do with pregnancy and the sucky losers who get you that way. But, I promise, this is the last for a while, since once again I am going to be computerless.
I got a result back from a test yesterday. I have an STD. It's curable, and won't harm the baby, but needless to say I was pissed. So, late last night, I finally got a chance to inform the BF, saying that he probably should get checked out, and also his ex. He was just kind of whiny about it, complaining about one more thing in his life to go wrong. As if I don't have a million things to deal with all at once here myself, without any support from him at all.
Somehow, the discussion escalated into an argument. I had another issue to address - the fact that when he brings his ex here illegally, he just leaves his kids to rampage around the house, unless I want to keep track of them and thus become their free baby-sitter. He and she just go off into his room and never poke a nose out until it's time for food.
Well, this time I had enough. My new roommate was trying to move in, and the kids were constantly underfoot, and his son had just broken my telescope. So my first opportunity (last night) I brought it up. He didn't give a damn.
The argument ranged from subject to subject, as arguments often do. Eventually, it lighted on the subject on if he had ever broken promises to me. Well, he claimed he had never in the year we had been together said the words "I promise" which is the stupidest lie I ever heard. I got so mad I slapped him. It's the only time I've ever struck him in anger, and I'm only partly sorry. Anyway, I was so fed up with him that I told him to leave now, I didn't care about the rent, and to bring back my stuff he took to his ex's house within a week or I would get the cops involved.
He left today. He came home early from work. I had already paid rent, barely scraping the money together, paying with coin rolls and leaving only $2 in bills to my name. I asked him for his share of the rent, but he refused and said he was going to the hospital. The psyche ward. He said he tried to slit his wrist at work. He showed the mark to me. It looked like shallow cat scratches on the back of his wrist. That's not slitting your wrist, in my book. But anyway, he's so crazy he needs the psyche ward. Maybe THEY can knock some sense into him.
Then, after a while, the ex started calling from her little two-bit part-time job at the laundromat. First two messages were begging for the BF, but the third was directed towards me. Apparently he had gotten in touch with her. She told me, in scathing tones, that she didn't have any diseases, and that I got it somewhere else. (I have never slept with anyone in my entire life but the BF, and in the past year that he's been with me, he has only slept with me and her. Unless there's another girl involved that I don't know of, and I asked, it was scarcely unreasonable to wonder if it originated with her.) She ended her message with the sweet words, "I hope you lose your kid."
Nice girl that, huh?
Anyway, now I need to get rid of the BF's stuff, get my own things back (I'll have them charged with theft, if necessary. I talked to the cops about it.) and change my phone number. Probably change my locks, too. Talk to the realtor about changing the lease, which we would have had to do this month anyway, and more or less try to make it through this time without going out and breaking necks. But when I get rid of his stuff, I'll have to take the computer back to the rental company (again) and once again have to rely on library or friends' computers to communicate.
My life right now seems like a big test to see how many huge issues I can handle at once. Luckily, my roommate Charlotte is an utter sweetheart and completely supportive, and somehow I'm managing to retain my sanity, and even my happiness in spite of all the things on my mind. I think I'm going to survive!
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Re: The Schizo Drama, Episode 6
by Silvernyte (silvernyte@hotmail.com)
on Dec 03, 2001 - 05:38 PM
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*Hugs* Unfortunately all the unpleasant things that happen in our lives happen for a reason, as well as the good ones. Be strong and let the love for your baby help carry you through (sappy I know, but it's the truth). You 'll find support along the way that you never expected and probably from people you never expected it from. Take care of yourself and the little one. Keep all informed as best you can. Tell the baby a story for me.
I went through a similar thing with my ex and the std. Same thing I wasn't sleeping with any one else, but we both caught it. After about 4 yrs he finally admitted that he had slept with someone else. Some people just don't seem to get it. The damn things just don't appear out of thin air.
I think you did very well at controlling yourself, he got off pretty light with just a slap in the face. A curtsy to you.
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Re: The Schizo Drama, Episode 6
by bettie_x (strangersangel@hotmail.com)
on Dec 03, 2001 - 08:54 PM
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You should dig out his eyes and SKULLFUCK him for putting your child at risk. *snarl*
Take that message to the cops. It can be seen as a threat.
I'm glad you have a good roomate, sue him for bills and rent due, get your shit and DROP the sonofabitch. For good. Send that bitch out on a rail. Or let me :)
'Cmon, schitz, I've got a bottle of anna riva's "no screwing around hexing oil" that I've been just D Y I N G to try out!
Don't make me beg...it's so not me...
Anyways, I'm proud of you, kiddo. You haven't gone through all this for nothing...you've gone through it for yourself, and now you're going through it for your kid. Not because of, but for. And through, not stuck in the mud.
And next time the ex want's to slit his wrists, show him the right way, the toilet trick, and tell him to take that filthy snatch of a girlfriend with him.
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Re: The Schizo Drama, Episode 6
by Fergshmuck on Dec 05, 2001 - 11:30 AM
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You wouldn't happen to know this ex's email address, would you? I have a vast array of lovely words that are just itching to be used the PERFECT way.
`rik
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Re: The Schizo Drama, Episode 6
by Dolorosa on Dec 10, 2001 - 09:42 AM
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Sounds like a good time and place for the classic voodoo doll...or a freaking chainsaw, such beastly creatures...really, they're not worth the stains they leave on the carpet.
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