So I, B, met the therapist today, officially. K was doing “family therapy” with the kids and the ex was on the phone, and our husband was listening from our phone (yes, ex knew husband was there too). Anyway, after the kids were sent out, the ex started to get pissy. I got tired of listening to his lies and decided to handle it. I called him out on his b.s., and it got loud.
So after the T ended to call, husband kept telling me to calm down. I looked at the T, smiled, and said, “Hinim B, nice to meet you.” And winked as I shook her hand.
Well then it was time to take the kids to church, but I was still a bit worked up. So Delilah starts to make her way out, and the T actually recognized that we were switching, and somehow knew it was D who was coming out. Her voice sounded faded to me, but I heard her say, “I think D is coming out to take the kids to the ice cream social.” So then D introduces herself, all dainty and prom n proper (barf), and we leave.
Later I see a text from K to the T that says “So you met B and D. Not exactly how I expected the introductions to go. Lol.”
I frigging hate the ex. Ugh!!!
Britney