Brook, I am so sorry you are down. I can't imagine sending my kids off like that. I am lucky enough that they are older and can make that choice. But it is a double-edged sword, because they are older so they get what is going on.
That must be tough, and my thoughts are with you. I can tell you that your girls hold you way higher above her. She is no competition. She has to work to try to win them over. It will get old for her. She has to put in the effort now, just like they do to get their claws into our husbands. But, their true colors will show eventually with everyone.
I understand how you feel about wanting everyone to know how awful they are. I felt a lot of that. You know, Brook. I think a lot of the time, people know, but don't say. It's not like they have this fairy tale to tell. It's all wrong.
I am also thinking about you with the work sitch. It reminds me of how I felt knowing xh and hww bought a house nearby. I refuse to drive by there. The street is two blocks from my house, on the same street as kids school. I get a sick feeling every time I go there. I was so worried about going to the store with fear I would see them. It felt like terrorism. I know that is such an invasion for her to enter your space like that... again. I'm sorry. It will get easier, and you will find more confidence there. You own it. She can't own you. She will never hold a candle to you. She is broken, insecure, confused, selfish. You are so above her. I mean, like so totally above. Don't let her get to ya, Brook. I know it's hard.
