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One More Day

One more day of being under her watchful eyes. Doesn't she have a job? I have been moving for 2 weeks straight from 10/11am-5/7 pm and she has been in her window watching me, recording me. On Sunday she followed one of my friends who was helping me move, soon as she saw me, she made a quick turn and left. She saw us all day Saturday night Sunday moving using the 15-minute parking spot, but she waited to call the cops until Monday which was my birthday to try and get my vehicle ticketed. Deliberately trying to ruin my birthday. But jokes on her it was already ruined by the fact that I was still moving trying to get away from her ass.  So basically starting in November shortly before Thanksgiving she followed me to Walmart and then proceeded to try and run into me twice with her cart cuz she's so short that if I had hit her with my car I would have left bruises the way she was holding it she could have filed assault charges on me and it would have gone all the way to court before

Really...

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Pulled into the parking lot 15 minutes late for work and who should be standing there waiting by that garbage can and that car watching us. She stood there for well over 5 minutes watching our every move. Finally somebody walked up to her and took her attention away from us just enough for us to start walking where I heard her call out hi kids name here. Good thing I had his attention drawn to me and not her he didn't see her or hear her. But seriously how many times has she been told to leave me the fuck alone. But no she's not stalking me at all. That's why she parked her car in a half empty parking lot right where I would be parking because I try and park in the same spot every day so I can't be accused of anything. And here she is waiting for us.

You Say, a message to grandparents

You say your love is unconditional, But I see the conditions you have placed. Don't speak too loud, Don't laugh too much, Don't cry, you are a boy. Don't rage, your emotions are too much. He wasn't the first born, But he will probably be the last. Yet the the way he is treated, It's like he doesn't exist. No spending extra time, 3 hours is the limit. Yet for the other one, You will drive the distance. Everyone get's a special dinner, Their favorite birthday sweets. But for him it's fish, or brussel sprouts, Or other foods you know that he won't eat. You will spend the week Going to parks, museums, and places. Taking the other one on fun little vacations. But knowing that both have the same school schedules, The other one sits at home, Never getting to spend time with his cousin. I know why he is so excited, Hoping this time things will change. But I am the one who sees the dissapointments and frustrations. You say your love is as deep as the ocea