03 Sep 2012 8 Comments
Olivia’s dad hasn’t seen her since before Charlotte was born; Charlotte turned 6 in August. He hadn’t spoken to her in all that time, either, until about 6 months ago, when we had to get a restraining order against Olivia’s ex-boyfriend. Olivia told her uncle and that’s when her dad called. He’s been calling and texting her almost every single day since then. When he initially got in touch, I told her to be careful, to not let him back in too quickly and she agreed. But she’s 17 and she misses her father, so it was a headlong rush into talking to him and texting with him and him promising things that never came to fruition.
Mind you, he lives an hour away. One hour. Do you know how many times in the last six months I’ve driven one hour to do something? Hell, I’ll drive three hours to go to IKEA.
Today was the last straw, though, I think. Olivia is supposed to have another court date tomorrow for this case with her ex. It’s also the first day of school for all of them. I told Olivia that we would have to miss the court date – we don’t have to be there – and she said she would ask her dad to go with her. She asked him two weeks ago and he waited until today to tell her that he couldn’t go. Today. The court date is tomorrow. He has also been promising all summer that he’d come out and see her and take her to the beach, but there’s been one excuse after another. His car was in the shop. For six weeks. He had to work every weekend, all summer long. It was always something. Last weekend, he said he’d come out here and take her out for lunch but he decided to go stay at his girlfriend’s place instead. This weekend was the same thing.
Olivia’s devastated all over again. I told her she was going to have to tell him to either shit or get off the pot, that his playing around with her like this was wrong and mean and unfair to her. I don’t know if she’ll do it, though. I honestly wish she’d cut his entire family out of her life, but I don’t know if she’s capable of doing that. She wants them to like her so badly and they all treat her like shit. The entire family lives an hour away. None of them have driven out here to see her, none of them call her or send her a birthday card or anything. It’s like she doesn’t exist. It’s unfathomable to me how they can be like this.
I’m so angry. SO angry. I knew this was going to happen. I don’t know why he’s like this, but he is and she’d be better off without him in her life at all than to have him yanking her around like that. I hope to god he never does show up out here because I’m not sure I’d be able to keep from screaming my head off at him.
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