My NJ left a voicemail yesterday evening telling me about how she started going to a support group for widows (she referenced the movie 'Fight Club'). Anyone that's seen the movie knows that it's about two people that are frauds and attend the meetings to: A. Feel better about themselves, and B. Feel important...because if people feel bad for you...they really listen.
In her mind..."your refusal to talk to me essentially makes you dead to me." Well...I wish that were the case. Then maybe she'd stop calling, texting, emailing, etc. Yeah...I was completely ******* floored by that last voicemail.
I don't think she processes quite how much ammunition she's given me, just by flapping her gums. I
almost feel bad for her. I definitely feel bad for her kids (they're the only reason I didn't bail six months ago). If she's attending support groups for non-existent problems and harassing me in her free time, I can't imagine that she's being much of a parent (which is a total shocker).
