Sometimes I forget the Lessons I have learned and fall back on Old Habits.
Habits that sometimes make me no better than Her.
Habits that I have been called on since I began journaling my experiences.
(Well, DUH! Did you honestly expect to get away with chronicling your Life and NOT get
These habits are irritating. To them, of course. But also to me.
The Habits make me behave badly.
Usually evoking a tit-for-tat attitude with the ultimate goal of screwing Her out of time with Cinderella.
"She brought this on herself." "It's called accountability."
"It's not my fault she lost custody." "It's her fault."
This. Is. All. Her. Fault.
"You should [bark some order at Prince Charming telling him how to handle her and teach her a final lesson.]"
You're right. You're right. I know you're right.
But Old Habits die hard.
I haven't yet figured out completely how to Forgive and Forget.
Just when I think I've conquered it, I get sucked back down to the deepest depths of hatred and loathing.
GAWD! how I hate ex-wives sometimes.
The only thing I hate more is when I live up to my title of Wicked Stepmom.
How do we move beyond the pettiness... for good?