Hell Hath No Fury
So I have this son with a girlfriend he should not have. She is beautiful to the eye, but she is an awful mess and controlling dysfunctional child. She learned well how to dig her claws into a 'man' from her Mother. How sad is that? To try to control with guilt and shame, manipulation and cruelty. Even threats of hurting herself and talking evily about his family. She has grown into a sick little girl that needs years of therapy!
The thing is, my son, who spends almost everyday in some twisted circle of her toying with his feelings from her treating him like he were nothing, to trying to make him prove himself to her. From telling him she is going to other guys, to every gammit you can't believe. He has his daily Brainwashing less now that he is gone to another state, but she still gets great joy out of listening to him in tears, begging, talking, more tears, and making him give up everything that is what makes him - him. And he keeps doing it, day after day. As if she is going to change who she is and how she treats him. Heck no! That is WHAT she is. And he has turned away from his joys, his talents, his activities, his passion for life, his family and even his heart for this wreck of a girl.
She swears like a sailor, acts like a tom boy, looks like a spanish beauty, behaves like a mental health patient, and draws my son in like a black widow to her web. She just plays with him day after day watching him die and that is how she proves to herself that SHE is superior. That SHE has control. That HE can't live without her sick games....and damnit, he keeps going back!
You would not believe that all of this was learned, orchestrated and encouraged by her Mother! Yep, the sick twist is that her Mommy was the same way with his Dad! Yep you heard me, Mommy and daughter after Father and son! And this person used to be someone I called friend and I trusted with my family. The destruction that has occured has been so massive that it will take me years to fix the damage that woman has caused. And she did it all in the name of her own sake. In the name of her own pants. In the name of self serving lies. She has actually had the Kahunas to tell her lies to people I know and care about. How desperate and pathetic is that? She must really have no self esteem or value to do what she does and has done. Obviously no integrity. None. No one can see through a lie more quickly than one who knows the truth. And that is why she chose to alienate me and go after MY family, because she lives a lie.
Heav'n has no rage like a love to hatred turned, Nor Hell a fury like a woman scorn'd.
I believe in Karma.
Now I just have to tweeze those vampire females out of my sons life and try and get back into their heads the value that they have and to be themselves again. It is like watching a drug addict. He knows he is sick. He knows it will hurt him. He knows he has given up most of his life for it. He has been willing to risk all that he is for it. And he is repaid as a drug addict is...with no remorse from the drug. From the carnage that he must gather up and bring together again to take the broken pieces and make a whole again. From the addiction to the sickness. Paid back with spit in his face and a 'give me, give me more' as all drugs demand. If there is justice in the world, there will be a place for such people. And if there is a God in the Heavens, I will be able to save my son from the arm cutting, foul speaking, tarty physical grabbing, game playing, wicked tongued, soul wrecking 'drug' that SHE is.
Why is it that Men fall for a set of eyelashes all the way down to Hell? Well, Hell hath no fury like a Mother torn, from a child she loves by another scorned. JUSTICE!
How can he throw himself on the stone table and throw his arms out to his side waiting for the glimmering raised knife to plunge into his heart? Why? Is the mirror that I am holding up not large enough? Or is it like the cloud that follows Ursula, paraliziing? Angry? Damn straight!Fury? Like I have never felt. Fight? Til there is only one winner - my son! Forgive? I will leave that for the asking and the judgement that comes with evil. As for me, I am so greatful that his Dad got married and left this place taking his addict sons to a place where they are away from the anchors these people have become. Truly, this Mother was like a sister to me, maybe that is why she feels entitled to my family....God help her....just not yet.

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