Vigilance as Meditation

There have been so many hoops in the process. Decide to be done. Not give in to the promises to focus on his family when I’ve heard it so many times. Try to amicably agree on custody. Lawyer up after threats and attempts to bully me into submission. Get through court. Get through the secondContinue reading “Vigilance as Meditation”

Father’s Day

I have had lots of rough Mother’s Days over a couple of eras of my life, but despite being raised by a step-father (the man I now call Dad) and not having any real contact with my biological father past age eleven, I can’t remember ever having any particularly sad or tough Father’s Days. UntilContinue reading “Father’s Day”

You Think I Might Be Exaggerating, I Know You Do

Women (people) in my position know that you don’t really get it. That you’re suspect (rightfully so, really). We know that you think that we’re, at least a little, over-reacting or exaggerating. We’re not. We really wish we were. My daughter, five, came home tonight and ran in the bathroom saying, let me show youContinue reading “You Think I Might Be Exaggerating, I Know You Do”

Let him play solitaire, baby.

He said, ‘If you’re gonna play the game, boyYou gotta learn to play it rightYou’ve got to know when to hold ’emKnow when to fold ’emKnow when to walk away…’The Gambler – Kenny Rogers. This is what ‘co’parenting with a narcissist is like: Your kid trips running back to them to hug them goodbye oneContinue reading “Let him play solitaire, baby.”