So I'm sitting down watching tv last night (all alone...kids were at their dad's) and a knock on the door. It is my neighbor along with the local police. She has an issue with my 11 year old son. Says he destroyed her son's tree house and egged her home. I almost laughed at the thought...as I can't stand this woman. But I talk to her and the cop...told them I would talk to my son. She says she didn't know what else to do except call the cops. Well lady-you could come talk to me by yourself and we could certainly resolve it! So after she leaves...I call my ex. Tell him the situation and he says he doesn't believe a word of it. Says it's my problem since it took place in my subdivision. Says the kids never act like that when they are with him...it's all me. I must be doing something wrong...I'm not handling my children-he tells me. Also says "didn't I learn anything in therapy...what is wrong with you Michele". MOTHR FUCKER. I was so mad..I almost reached thru the fucking phone and strangled his dumb ass. HELLO!! We have a problem here. Our (that's OUR...not just MY)son is getting in trouble and we need to deal with it. (this is not the first incident this summer with him). He says he is not getting involved in my "neighborhood drama" and fuck me. FUCK ME! Are you kidding? This is about our son and the fact that the police showed up at my door! I think he may be insane...I really do. Our child needs HELP..I don't care if he was in my subdivision or his or the the goddamn North Pole! I am beside myself today. I hate that man. There is so much more-but I can't even write anymore. Then-this morning he thanked me for "ruining his night last night. And by the way...you are not getting another dime from me...EVER." OMG!!! Really? Did he really say all this!!! I think I'm loosing my mind.
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