I'm unsure of the exact moment I stopped grabbing the "oh &#$%" handle or stomping the non-existent brake on the floorboard as she drove. I'm not even sure when I stopped turning down her radio so she could pay better attention while driving. But I must have because today I found comfort in my new [...]
Let me preface this with saying there are many moms I love and adore - and genuinely enjoy spending time with. However, a group of cliquey moms, that is an entirely different story. I'm a writer which means I am always thinking - if you could see the cyclone of words, ideas, thoughts memories etc., [...]
Because here is the thing, right now you are letting them down, not your ex. In a matter of years that will fly by like seconds, there will be weddings, children and life events - and it will be you let down when the invites are no longer extended. It will be you alone without a choice because you chose anything and everything except your children. All you have to do is show up. It really is that easy.
Every year just before Christmas, my husband’s grandma would call him and invite us to the family breakfast at our local Elmer’s restaurant. “Matthew, this is Grandma”, she’d say, and he would respond by saying, “Yes Grandma, I know it is you, it says your name in my phone” and they would share a laugh.
Co-parenting with a narcissist is like being the tin man from the wizard of oz, having motion sickness, on the downward spiral of a roller coaster, with a loose harness, after eating ice cream and 5 corn dogs - doing the tango with a peg leg and an eye patch all the while sewing back together and re-stuffing down feathered pillows your dog chewed up and scattered throughout the back forty - it's freaking difficult!!