I’m finally ready to come out and say some things because I really don’t care anymore. I’m not afraid of you. I’m not afraid of the threat of you giving me the silent treatment, or taking away help. I’ve been emotionally starved and neglected my whole life. I have nothing left to lose. I can find my own support system. I can do things on my own. I will survive one way or another. I have my own family now that makes me very happy; is that a threat to you?

I am willing to be physically there for you. I am willing to help out with the family. I am willing to make time to care for elderly/sick family members to relieve some of the burden. I am willing to pay monetarily what I owe you, to get someone else to watch my son, to find a babysitter if necessary, to send my husband over or hire someone to help with your yardwork. To help you pack and move.

I am not willing to be your emotional punching bag anymore. I am not willing to be a soundboard while you yell and judge people anymore. I am not willing to sit by while you create an environment of complete overstimulation and chaos for my child anymore. I am not willing to just standby while you spew words of hatred, antagonism, bitterness, spite, and revenge. I’m not willing to sit in situations where you’re not respecting my boundaries. I am not willing to listen while you try to drag people into your web of negativity, or pull them into an argument, so that you can demonize them and make yourself more of a victim.

I am not your flying monkey. I am not on your side. End of story. Cut me out if you need to. Im not going to be your supply. I’m working on getting past my own bitterness so I can just live a calm life. Does that threaten you? Oh well.

K