Yesterday, I had the lovely experience of bringing my girls over to my ex's parents' house for the day. Normally, I would take them to daycare, but his sister is visiting from out of town with her kids and his mom asked that I bring them there so that the kids had someone to play with. Dropping them off went fine, which was quite a surprise because I was certain that his sister was going to be mean (I hadn't seen her in 2 years). Picking them up was awful, though. When I got there, the girls were playing in the sprinkler, so I knew it was going to be a while before I was actually able to get them to leave. I didn't want the girls to suspect that I was uncomfortable, so I didn't really rush them. I think that was a mistake. By the time we left, the whole family was there, including my ex. He barely acknowledged my presence and his youngest sister wouldn't even look at me. It hurt because we used to get along so well. I guess I'm wondering when I'll stop caring what these people think of me. They've always made me feel like I was so different and I suppose I am very different from them. I can understand why I would care while we were married, but why does it even matter to me now?
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