The Drama Llama Rides Again

Didn’t wake up in the best of moods today. Wrote out a whole spiel on how I like being alone, then deleted it.

A bit of new, enjoyable schadenfreude: My ex-stepmother is talking about suicide again on Facebook. I know I’m supposed to be the bigger person, and act like that’s tragic and sad, but honestly she did too much. I feel like it would heal my soul, just a little bit, if I could pour a full cup of water, beer, piss, etc on her head. So she would feel just as small, and helpless, and humiliated as when she did it to me over and over. Only, Ex-Stepmother is now a 40/50-something year old woman and I was 10.

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GODSPEED! YOU GO, GIRL! YOU GET THOSE DUCKS LINED UP!

Okay so, I know I should be compassionate and say “suicide is not the answer” but with her, eh. She suffers from the same memory loss as my father. All the facked up things said and done? “Oh, ♪ can’t remeeeember. ♪ Are you *surrrre* it happened? Tee hee! ♪”

And the Facebook friends arrive. Dark grey is Drama Llama Ex-Step Mama.

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“I BOUGHT THEM THINGS THEY DIDN’T ASK FOR AND THEY DON’T WORSHIP ME!!!! 😦 😦 :(”

My father and her were perfectly suited in narcissism. Oh.. And now you understand what it’s like to feel like a burden? How amusing.

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“My daughter won’t drop her busy life to manage my emotions. BAWWWWWWWWWWW”

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Oh no, purple lady, she definitely is a mutant. With powers of crushing the self esteem and emotional stability of children!

“Poor me, poor me! Why are all these consequences to my shittiness happening?”

Again with the “I’m a burden” thing. Sometimes, it’s nice to see that what goes around comes around.

I feel for my poor half-sister. What a mother. Ex-Stepmother was far, far more kind and loving to her, but my half-sister also had to endure her downward spiral into alcohol and huffing. I flew the coop at 16, before she really got going. I really wish I could have helped my sister more. My useless mother couldn’t provide for me or herself, so my energies were 100% dedicated to survival. And also.. Who could blame me for not wanting to spend more time around my ex-stepmother and father?

My half-sister has finally chimed in on ex-stepmother’s post.

 

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Oh, half-sister. You emerged from hell with your spine intact. How I envy you. I love how you call out her attention whore nature.

In the weight loss front, I remain comfortably in the 190s. My body seems happy there, though I have begun to snack too much at night again. Gotta watch that.

Today’s going to be beautiful outside. I’m going to do some housework and pet my lovely, giant doggo. He is splendid.

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