What Part of NO Isn't Clear?
You may remember this post back in August where I talked about how the Bastard, my ex-husband, was bombarding me with friend requests on Facebook. After I let that last request linger in my requests box for ages, I finally clicked the ignore button. Shortly after that I ceased seeing him on Facebook. Not only did he stop attempting to add me as a friend but anything he posted on Miss Thing's wall vanished as well. Took me a little bit to realize that he had blocked me, because... well I don't know why. My repeated rejections angered him and he thought he'd show me by blocking me? Um, yeah...
Then in October I received a message via Facebook from his current wife. Along with accusing me of saying unkind things to the kids about the Bastard (and for the record "the Bastard" is his blog name, not how I refer to him to Miss Thing and Sparky) to the children, of not being understanding enough of his problems, of all kinds of hatred towards him, of coming between her and Miss Thing and probably of causing the GFC was the accusation of pettiness because I denied the "olive branch" the Bastard threw to me on Facebook when he tried to befriend me, hoping we could get along for the children's sake.
Honestly, you can't make this shit up.
I'm pretty proud of the fact that I didn't go apeshit over all the crap being slung in my direction. I stayed very calm and rational when I told her exactly what I told the kids about their father, that my understanding had its limits, that I no longer hated him, that I never came between any relationship that existed between her and Miss Thing and that I did indeed cause the GFC. Ok, I made that last one up. But here's what I said in relation to the "olive branch" repeatedly tossed my way:
The reply I received to that portion of my message was this:
After I retrieved my eyeballs when they escaped their sockets from the massive eyeroll the above caused, I answered thusly:
That's pretty clear, right? No wiggle room there, no waffling, no room for changing my mind or giving any indication I might do so in the future. Not. Interested.
Then last week I received a friend request. Again. What. The. FUCK?!?!
I determined it was, indeed, him, that his picture looked like that of a serial killer and that he again sent no request to Sparky. Let's send one to the ex-wife who has rejected him 5 times but not to the son for whose sake we're trying to "get along". I ignored it... then got another one yesterday.I had resisted blocking him because it felt cowardly. I have come to the conclusion it's not. If the moron won't understand the words I laid out very clearly above, that I'm not interested in being his friend, then it's time to stop letting him ask.
Anyone wanna place bets about how long it takes before I get an email or message accusing me of being a total bitch?





6 Witty Remarks:
He is clearly clueless, but he also sounds like he's passive aggressive.
What he's doing on Facebook is borderline stalking, which is clearly prohibited by the Facebook Terms of Use. This is definitely grounds for blocking him. I know you're trying to take the high road, but he's clearly going to keep trying to drag you down to his level.
Not to worry... after yesterday's request I blocked him. He has many issues and I'm really sick of the "you need to understand his issues" line to explain away this type of behaviour.
Facebook "friending" is no way to resolve bad blood. If someone really, truly, SINCERELY wants to make an effort, then a phone call or hand-written note filled with honesty is the way to go about it. He's a big boy now, isn't he?
You did the right thing.
If one of them does call you a bitch, consider it a compliment. I always do.
The boy is an asshole - you can't in all honesty consider him a man despite his age. As for the wife - she is a lost cause obviously.
As for Sparky wanting to have no part of him - I wonder why? Let's see - ignore your son for most of his life, no birthday cards, no phone calls, no contact of any kind. Gee - why doesn't my son acknowledge me? Sparky's Dad is the Hermit and has been since the age of 2.
Don't worry about the Bastard.
Good luck and thinking of you. Words fail me here. They both sound a bit loopy and in denial.
All my problems pale in comparison after reading this!
Take Care,
Peter
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