I often think it would be a good idea if we had a buddy system for dealing with MLC - you find a 'match' and swap each other's MLCer. It is so much easier, especially in the early stages for the outsider to see just how nuts they really are.
Anyway my little cuckoo is now sending me poems, well a poem!! It feels very very strange. He is bouncing around all over the place - three or four emails some days and then long(ish) gaps.
I am not sure how harmless he really is, after all this time, but he is certainly still out to lunch for all practical purposes.
Flashes of lucidity, even charm, bits of battiness . . . . and still that awful sense of entitlement. It is like dealing with someone with multiple personalities. My adult children are similarly bemused by the reappearance of this man into their lives. Might be another longish touch and go. Thing is, I have become used to living without him and his input into my life. I am finding it very strange, and not necessarily in a good way.
