I worry that I am over-reacting, but I can't help how his makes me feel.
When I got of the phone, I felt like getting in my car and driving straight down there, six miles, and confronting her. I want to tell her that in no uncertain terms will I tolerate any action that might be construed as replacing me in my S's lives. It's bad enough she is trying to rid me from her life -- but this is where I draw the line and she's been crossing it.
But then I remember how she is now, and that she is never going to see things from my perspective. No, she's going to make me out to be some irrational nutcase getting all blown out of sorts over some silly little saying she is sharing with our children. So, what? she'd say.
No, I need to pick my battles more wisely. This is not the hill I want to die on -- there's plenty more hills coming up that are more precious to hold. If this persists, though, I may have to say something sharp and to the point with W.
