If you decided to venture in to the darkness and read this page get some Pepto Bismol ready. Keep in mind what you are about to read was happening all throughout the day. Facebook messages and text messages show up on my phone. However, quite a bit of what happened today I didn't see until much later as I had turned my phone off to keep my sanity.
Christmas 2012 - The Grinch Who Stole Christmas
Late last night I talked to my sister Cheryl. Mark had harassed her on Facebook, as well as leaving nasty messages on my wall. She told me all about what happened and what he said to her. It makes me so angry that he seems to have no problems harassing my family all of which have always been wonderful to him. I always appreciate talking to Cheryl. She always calms me down and helps me to put things back into perspective. I will admit that lately I feel as if I am beginning to be a burden to everyone in my family.
I had also talked to Kristin last night. I said to her, "You watch, daddy (Mark) will call in the morning and tell me that I need you to come pick him up." I knew that if he did ask that it was something I couldn't do. I honestly prayed he wouldn't ask and just come.
Sure enough at 9 AM this morning Mark sent me a Facebook message asking for me to come get him. I responded that we were super busy getting ready here:
- Today
If my therapy has taught me anything it is that I cannot let him dictate what I should and should not do anymore. Next, he went off on a tirade that he had dreamed up in his own head that he was going to fry a turkey for us. We had all told him we were not having fried turkey this year. He seemed to remember this differently.
(Note: Jim, Linda, Jack, Shirley and Hal are our neighbors which he all of a sudden has befriended since I left. Prior to my leaving he hadn't spoken to them more then a few times in the past 9 years).
(Note: Most of everything he says below is not true, or a skew of the truth. I could explain each case, but it just isn't worth it).
At some point it appears he reviewed his "text requests" above. He seemed to convince himself that I was coming out there, bring Kristin's dog, my grandson and was stopping by the store for him. He left off with his 'text message list' at 12:58 P.M. and then resumed his requests of what I should pick up at the store for him on Facebook:
At 3:30 P.M. Mark left me a voice message.
(I had turned my phone off after my last text message at 1:10 P.M.)
Sounds pretty darn normal, doesn't he? I thought so too...
At 3:45 P.M. Mark switches back to text messages.
At 4:00 P.M. Mark left Kristin a voice message.
This was 1/2 hour after he left my message. He does NOT sound normal!
As I explained above, I had turned off my phone after my last text message at 1:10. So, I didn't see or hear any of the above messages or until I turned my phone back on at 5:13 P.M.
In my email I saw a picture he sent me early this morning (he sends tons of pictures throughout the day to my email). It was entitled "my far 'drug' until you come home":
Mark drinks anywhere from 12 to 18 beers a day. I was told by the painters at my house that after I left he started drinking the hard stuff too.
I turned off my phone and started working on my blog. When I checked Facebook later I saw that he had continued on his rampage there.
Although I realize I do not need to explain myself I am going to preface what he is about to say on Facebook. A few times (and I mean a very few times) when we go to dinner I will have a drink, sometimes two. The total times I may drink may be 6 times a year and that's really pushing it. I am allergic to certain types of alcohol. If I make the mistake and, let's say, have a margarita, I will be vomiting and have diarrhea within 1 hour. I realize this is too much information. But, he talks about this below.
The second point I want to address is when he talks about "u and sleeping pills." I do not do any drugs. I will take prescription drugs if I am ill. I am allergic to most pain pills. The two times I did use pain pills is when I broke my nose and when I broke my toe. I took them for about two days and stopped when the pain was gone.
After I left Mark I could not sleep. I was stressed all night and day. I would wake up every hour or two and tossed and turned all night. Most nights I would have nightmares. My therapist recommended that I go to the doctor and get some sort of sleep aid. I waited an entire week to do this. When I finally became so exhausted I broke down and went in. He prescribed me some sleeping pills for 30 days. I have taken one of them, period.
On to the tirade:
I use my phone as my alarm clock, so I had to turn off the text messaging and Facebook sounds because after the 9th text came in at 11:25 P.M. I knew I would never get to sleep if I didn't.
(Note: Jim, Linda, Jack, Shirley and Hal are our neighbors which he all of a sudden has befriended since I left. Prior to my leaving he hadn't spoken to them more then a few times in the past 9 years).
At 1:14 P.M. Mark switches back to Facebook.
(Note: Most of everything he says below is not true, or a skew of the truth. I could explain each case, but it just isn't worth it).
At 3:30 P.M. Mark left me a voice message.
(I had turned my phone off after my last text message at 1:10 P.M.)
Sounds pretty darn normal, doesn't he? I thought so too...
At 3:45 P.M. Mark switches back to text messages.
This was 1/2 hour after he left my message. He does NOT sound normal!
As I explained above, I had turned off my phone after my last text message at 1:10. So, I didn't see or hear any of the above messages or until I turned my phone back on at 5:13 P.M.
In my email I saw a picture he sent me early this morning (he sends tons of pictures throughout the day to my email). It was entitled "my far 'drug' until you come home":
Mark drinks anywhere from 12 to 18 beers a day. I was told by the painters at my house that after I left he started drinking the hard stuff too.
(Matt is the divorce attorney he used from his first divorce)
I turned off my phone and started working on my blog. When I checked Facebook later I saw that he had continued on his rampage there.
Although I realize I do not need to explain myself I am going to preface what he is about to say on Facebook. A few times (and I mean a very few times) when we go to dinner I will have a drink, sometimes two. The total times I may drink may be 6 times a year and that's really pushing it. I am allergic to certain types of alcohol. If I make the mistake and, let's say, have a margarita, I will be vomiting and have diarrhea within 1 hour. I realize this is too much information. But, he talks about this below.
The second point I want to address is when he talks about "u and sleeping pills." I do not do any drugs. I will take prescription drugs if I am ill. I am allergic to most pain pills. The two times I did use pain pills is when I broke my nose and when I broke my toe. I took them for about two days and stopped when the pain was gone.
After I left Mark I could not sleep. I was stressed all night and day. I would wake up every hour or two and tossed and turned all night. Most nights I would have nightmares. My therapist recommended that I go to the doctor and get some sort of sleep aid. I waited an entire week to do this. When I finally became so exhausted I broke down and went in. He prescribed me some sleeping pills for 30 days. I have taken one of them, period.
On to the tirade:
- Today
I use my phone as my alarm clock, so I had to turn off the text messaging and Facebook sounds because after the 9th text came in at 11:25 P.M. I knew I would never get to sleep if I didn't.
The Grinch hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
Now, please don't ask why. No one quite knows the reason.
It could be his head wasn't screwed on just right.
It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight.
But I think that the most likely reason of all
May have been that his heart was two sizes too small.
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