Welcome~ Enter At Your Own Risk~ I Couldn't Make Some of This Stuff Up~ My Experience in Dealing With A High Conflict Baby Mama, Parental Alienation and Just Trying To Get Through This Thing Called Life~
Author: Patricia
Hi! I'm a Mom to two great kids, well adults, but you know, our kids are always our babies 🥰🥰 I’m also “Nana” to a beautiful baby girl, as well as to my Grandpup, Peace. She's a Belgian Malinois who is full of "piss and vinegar" if you know what I mean, LOL but she grew on me and she's a sweet girl with A LOT of personality. My Love and I have been together since 2007. I met him through my late husband. I was married for 9.5 years when my husband died suddenly and unexpectedly. We were together for a total of 11.5 years. We loved each other for the rest of HIS life. #GoneButNEVERForgotten I also started writing this blog, because HIS story needs to be told. His story of experiencing Parental Alienation and the Damage it did to him and his kids. It didn't just happen to him and his kids, but as anyone knows, PA has a trickle down effect. His older kids have nothing to do with our children, because of what their mother has told them about me. It's very sad. I will also provide links to articles I've read about PA and all that goes with it, in hopes of helping others.
DEATH! I know death is a part of life, but sometimes it could be too much!
I thought about this while talking with a friend last evening during a “meltdown.”
In February 1999, my youngest brother in law passed away. March 2000 we lost my beautiful mother in law. In 2002, my dads wife passed away and in October 2003, my nephew (my niece’s fiance) was killed.
2005 brought the passing of my uncle in June and my best friend and wonderful husband in November.
2006 has already brought the death to the fathers of 3 of my husbands friends/coworkers, one in January and 2 within the last week.
Leave you all alone? I’m not doing anything, not trying to get in touch with your daughters friends.
You’re going to “be in the area” (1200 miles from your home) in March of 2006, and you’re going to get a restraining order against ME from ever coming near you or making contact with you? What a joke.
All you care about is money. That’s your God. Why are you so concerned with what I do about my daughters biological father? Her Daddy was Keith, he’s the one that raised her since she was 10 months old. I was working, for many years, but since Keith said, after he was through paying support for his son, that I could take time off and be home with the kids, that’s what I was doing when he died. you’re just angry because you tried to steal money from my kids, and couldn’t. You are a joke, LOL. You’re going to call the Pastor of the Church that Keith and I attended? Go for it. I’m sure I’ll hear about it.
The difference between you being alone with 2 kids and no Keith and me being alone with two kids and no Keith, is that you asked for yours and your daughter got her wish as well. You both got what you wanted, why you mad?
I’m a what? A “looser”? HA HA HA!! You watched the Gospel too? Isn’t that a great movie?
Yep, Keith is dead, not even 3 months yet. I have no doubt that every phone call, letter and email emasculating him, keeping his kids from him, telling the kids he doesn’t care about them, played more of part in the stress you caused him that played a part in killing him than anything I’ve ever done or said. You are just an angry woman, who has never been able to control either of us, so you went through your kids to hurt Keith.
One day, maybe, your kids will know the other side of the story.
Went to the Post office today at 11:00 am, and sent Lisa some pics to her dorm. I didn’t send any with Keith in them, mostly of just her and her brother and others.
I sent Lisa an email at 3:35 pm, serving as written notice, that I had advised our dental carrier of Keith’s passing, and effective 3/1/06, 18.5 yr old Lisa would no longer be covered.
Apparently Lisa didn’t like my response to her. At 9:47am she wrote back, in the fouled mouth way she did her dad. She wrote:
” No FUCK YOU..BITCH.. you made my life hell now back off..you can send them if you want..thats your choice.. i would love them.. but i will never forget how you ruined me and my fathers life together..i hate you..now just stay out my life..”
REALLLLLLLYYYYY Now…? And how did I do that, pray tell….
Whether she had anything to do with me or not, really was not the point. I reached out to Lisa to see if she wanted the pics.
I wrote back at 4:20pm , ” you know what Lisa? Never mind, forget I asked, ok? A simple yes or not would have sufficed but apparently that’s too much to ask. I ask out of kindness, thinking you are probably having a hard time since you told your dad to F off, but apparently you can’t let things go. guess what? HE DID as you asked, LITERALLY… Bet that makes you feel so much better. So, never mind. I will keep the pictures for Thomas or in a box. SO LONG….”
Sent Lisa an email a few minutes ago, asking her if she wanted any of the pictures we had taken throughout the years of her and her dad and my son (her half brother).
I knew she hated me, why, I don’t know, but since I had gone through some pictures, she may want them. I told her to let me know.
~This Is My World~ 