So, yesterday we all went for lunch to celebrate my brothers girlfriends birthday. We all were invited by my mum and she and my dad paid for the meal. It was the first time I have talked with her in about 7 weeks... I can't believe it's been that long. It went well I think in that I drank enough to keep me from thinking and maintaining my polite interest in her life, and enough to tell her about what news I had that she might find of interest.
Previous to this lunch my dad called last week. He told me that my mum had been to the doctor to see about an anxiety and depression med and had told our family doctor why she needed it. She had already been to see a therapist that she was hoping would help her cause of becoming "right" about Mono in our life and his interest in our son and the break up of our family and marriage. She then decided to go to our doctor as well to tell him what was going on in the hopes that she would be able to get meds to help her sleep at night in order to deal with it.
The doctor had to act professionally and ask to see our son. My mum made him an appointment and was ready to take him. My dad called me to tell me what had come about and that he thought I should take him.
Of course I was furious. She has bent over backwards it seems to gain confidence in her story and get others to collaborate on it with her. She has gotten her co-workers to think that Mono is a predator also.
When I saw her yesterday I told her that I thought it was great that she was in therapy and that I hoped she was working through some issues. I told her that I thought it was a good idea to take meds while she goes through that process as it helps sometimes to be medicated to deal with hard issues. I suggested that when she is finished therapy that she remember to come off of them again as they should of served their purpose by then. I told her that I am certain that Tomos is fine and that he is in no need to see our doctor, but that I would take him. I will take him tomorrow with a big bribe, as he hates the doctors office. I will take him for no other reason than I think my mum will not rest easy until a professional that she respects tells her that our son is not adversely being affected by our "V" situation.
If she doesn't back off after that my husband and I have agreed that we will give her an ultimatum... either she gets of this righteous path of destruction of our relationship with her over simply wanting to prove shes right, or she decide to let it go and regain some trust back and reestablish her self in our lives with a new out look of the future and what is happening in our famaily today. If she decides to go the course she is on now, we have agreed to let her know she won't see our boy again. We can't have him influenced by her when we are not around. He should never be made to feel that there is something wrong that he should be fessing up to and he should not be made to go through what I did when I was a child and that is the feeling that someones love has conditions. We have no conditions on our love for him and we would like him always to feel he will be loved no matter what.
So, wish me luck tomorrow, and in the future.
Judging by yesterdays lunch, I think that we are on a rocky path yet, although it isn't as steep and is slowly turning to gravel. Still, I am tired and any path these days seems like an effort. I am asking for strength at this point.... I have faith, albeit battered faith, that our "V" is worth standing up for, but I don't have the strength to hold my head up high and be everything I need to be in order to not be hit to the ground once and for all.