Finding your Voice

The Voice

Our therapist began with Jolly Guy’s youngest.  She could barely look up she was trying desperately to fight back tears.  She said “I don’t want them to leave, I want them to come home.”  And my heart sank even further.  His next daughter spoke “I don’t know what you want me to say, of course… Continue reading The Voice

Finding your Voice

Family Meeting

These are the very next words that came out of his mouth.  They were not flowery.  They were not scared or tentative.  They were flat.  “I don’t want you to leave”  And the therapist and I sat for a few more moments, I’m assuming she was waiting for the rest to come out of his… Continue reading Family Meeting

Finding your Voice

Seperated

After explaining the nights events to her she suggested she call Jolly Guy and ask for him to come in and the two of us could sit down with her as our mediator.  She called him and he agreed to meet.  I had to prioritize the list of things we were to discuss and the… Continue reading Seperated

Finding your Voice

MY House

I felt my heart sink as I thought for a second he would throw the laptop right in her face. I knew he had snapped, I knew she would not back down and I knew both of them could demolish me if I intervened.  I was screaming now at both of them to stop it… Continue reading MY House

Finding your Voice

Different Yet the Same

At this point everyone in our house seemed to be in therapy.  My daughter after all she had seen with my older daughter, myself so that I didn’t murder anyone, his kids because of all the issues they were having between the two houses and their parents, everyone but Jolly Guy.  In my opinion one of… Continue reading Different Yet the Same

Finding your Voice

Realize

Was he really this friendly with his ex?  I mean, that’s great and weird all at the same time.  I can’t judge anyone and their ex relationships being gingham and his wife stay at my house when they come to visit.  Whatever works I guess.  I could tell within minutes of her opening her mouth… Continue reading Realize

Finding your Voice

The First 48

I have to admit I was shocked to hear a voice on the other end of the phone. I almost just deleted it, but something told me I should listen to them all just in case he, she, they finally said something.  And he did.  The voice came over the phone dripping with venom.  It… Continue reading The First 48