The Last Post

On this topic anyway.

I keep thinking it is over. Done.

I keep thinking she has finally moved on.

And then, the ugly head is raised again.

Yesterday I had to have a talk with someone. Yesterday I had to once more explain I had not said something she had blamed me for. Yesterday I had to attempt to right a wrong and warn an innocent party to shield themselves from the poison.

Once upon a time I would have shuffled past, head bowed, unable to look the other in the eye. At the worst of the bullshit, when it was still only me, I would have kept my mouth shut, locked in my own bizarre world where my word was my code and I vowed not to stoop to her level.

But this time, instead of being angry and feeling persecuted, I am merely disgusted.Now I see silence is not being honourable, it is not letting others to make an informed decision. So I am silent no more. When (as I was three days ago), I am told of her attacks and lies I now seek out the person the poison has been poured out to, and tell my side. I have given up any hope of her admitting her words and actions, and in a twisted way, count my blessings her mouth blabbed so much, and that she spoke those horrific words to so many. For now it is not my word against hers, it is mine and J's and M's and Big Boy's (which surprisingly, I only discovered yesterday that she had said this particular nasty jibe in person to...) and many others.

It is sad that this continues, it is really nasty that others are still being fed this absolute garbage. And it has reached the point where action has to be taken. Some suggest mediation, but my issue with this is she would refuse to attend. My husband wants us to take the legal path, as people are willing to make statements, support us, tell the truth of what has been said to them. It is slander, plain and simple. And we can prove the fiduciary cost.

I honestly have not decided where to from here. Is it merely making a very sick woman's life intolerable? Will it make her stop, for she is not sensible or logical or even, in my opinion, very smart. To continue this behaviour for 2 & 1/2 years... that is not the act of an intelligent woman. Especially when her actions have now cost her so very many friends. All due to her own actions. And will continue to do so, for it is a very obvious pattern.

BFF's
New person introduced.
New person moved to BFF status.
Turn on old BFF.
Attack.

This lady I had to speak to was the first one I witnessed this cycle with, I was the new BFF. This genteel, softly spoken woman was wooed back AFTER everything fell apart for the nasty one. When so many had walked away as the scales fell from their eyes. When the liar looked around and saw so few. She is far more forgiving than I, or maybe just unaware of how toxic the words  bandied about were. Words aimed at her family, not just herself.

After I walked away from our discussion, I knew there was so much more I could have told her, and probably much I was not clear on. I worried that I didn't explain myself enough, that I hadn't clarified things I should have.

And then I realised, I had told her my truth, I had given her my version of the words I was accused of, and could do no more. And if she chose to risk herself and her family by maintaining the relationship, then that was not my business. Her battle, is not my battle. And I had done all I could by being honest and speaking to her as soon as I was aware of the lies.

Now is the time to let it be, for I have said my piece. Until the next shard of poison pierces another...

You Never Know Who Is Watching... A Facebook Horror Story.

What would you do if you found out someone had used another friend's business page to spy on your facebook status? What would you do if you had proof that they then took a status written when you were extremely distressed, when your child's life was on the line, when you thought only your friends could see it... if they printed that information, took it into your child's school purely to cause trouble for you and to hell with your child?

Seriously, what would you do?

This happened to us last year, but it is only now I have the concrete evidence of whom the perpetrator is.

Right now I want to eradicate them from my proximity - to be so toxic, so purile as to risk a child's life????

What sort of scum does that?

Oh, that's right... the sort of scum who use their own child to try and cause trouble, even if that child is now becoming loathed by their peers. An evil hobbit whose spiteful, jealous nature knows no bounds.

You make me sick and I thank God I no longer am alone in seeing you as you really are.

Filth.

Karma is my friend

Sitting back, watching the universe unleash its power. Funny how people do not realise that old adage is true:

You'd think some would know life has a way of creating its own justice. All you need do is be patient, keep quiet, don't stoop to the low level no matter how tempting it may be when the lies and dramas continually bombard you. Be true to yourself.

Kaboom! Come on. I'm allowed to gloat just a little after 18 months of hell, aren't I? Okay, I know not too much as then karma will come after me, but just for a minute or two, m'kay? So "hi ladies (and I do use that term loosely), my life is pretty damn swell, how's yours?" Okay, done. Dusted. Gone. *Poof*

Holy Life, Batman!

Today is a sorta downtime day. Sitting here in my pj's, fire roaring, eating stew. And *gasp* watching Dr Phil as he addresses issues which I have lived over the last (oh crap, almost a year...) few months. Well, it did hit the fan in the last few months anyway. Anyone who reads over my blog will get the idea, it hasn't been a constant and most of the time it didn't get to me, but it all reached a head a couple of months ago.

What was a great sign today is the fact I *giggled* throughout most of this show, especially with the second part on the stalkerish friend. I am back to where I was earlier, and find it really amusing that these sad little nobodies are still stuck in the quagmire of their nasty little lives/lies.

Lordy, my life is a Dr Phil show! Now, that's funny!

I have a confession

I did something very immature and childish, yes even spiteful. Walking through the school at pickup Friday, I saw the puppet master. I began to shake with indignation and anger. I wanted to walk up and confront her, I wanted to say: "How dare you attack the personal reputation of a man who has more integrity in the tip of his little finger than you could dredge up in your whole existance!" I wanted to make her see how delusional and petty and downright nasty she is with her lies, and how relieved I was that someone else had seen this and called her a liar to her face. And that maybe she would now cease playing the victim and go get a life away from me and mine.

But I did not.



What did I do?

Stood there so mad, and shaking and tongue-tied, and regressed into the same playground mentality of her and her little posse...

And called (quietly so only she could hear):


"Liar, liar, pants on fire."


Oh, the shame.

But a little funny now in hindsight.

Only a little.

And I'm meant to have a way with words, *bah*...

Well, I guess I have finally lived up to the delusional lies she has been spreading and *personally attacked* her.