I am such a chicken shit.. All talk but when it comes down to standing up for things.. I fold like a cheap piece of paper.
Yup, that’s me, then I have the nerve to whine about things? What the heck? I am talking about “the daughter” thing. It has only been one week since she left all those nasty grams on my SIL’s phone. One wee since she told me I didn’t exist to her, that I would never see my grandkids again….. Yup one week.
What did I do? I had a plan. Yes, I knew she would call and ask for money to pay for “D”s karate. She did. And, as usual acted just like nothing had ever happened a week ago. She didn’t talk directly to me, she left a message.. Like the coward she is too.
I, the coward I am, wrote her a note saying I would only pay my half if we set up an account that would pay by the month.. She’d pay one month I would pay the next. I figured this way, at least I could keep seeing the kids.. And if she started shit, I would just cancel my share of the account. I know, that is no better then her, but I figured what the heck, may as well try my hand a manipulation too.
I also had planned on having a chat with her about how I felt. I don’t want anything to do with her. And if we have issues it should stay between her and I and not involve the kids. Did I do that? Heck no. Did I tell her she was getting no more money to borrow from me etc… no of course not. What a chicken shit.
What the heck is wrong with me? Why can’t I tell her where things are at? I really don’t want anything to do with her… I mean nothing. I can’t even stand to talk to her on the phone, or even look at her. I have had enough of her crap… why can’t I just tell her in so many words….
I did get to see my grandson this weekend. He even asked to spend the night.. And she said yes.. And didn’t bother us after that. We had a good time and he mowed my lawn for the first time by himself and did a good job. He wants to save money for a laptop. He is letting me hold on to his allowance for him. He is such a sweet young man of 9 years.
Now, why can’t I just tell that girl where its at? Why do I let her intimidate me like this? Should I just let it go and be happy I am seeing the kids and just let the feelings lie where the are? Should I eventually confront her about the shit she pulled?
What the heck is the matter with me?



