War and Peace

After a week apart, Mel and I were missing each other badly. Our text messages said as much, and so did our emails. So on Thursday I left work early, and took a detour on the way home, to the hospital where she works. The look on her face when I appeared at her office door was priceless. I watched as she finished her work for the day, packed up and left. I walked her the couple of blocks to my car, and she drove me back to the main car park where mine waited a pay-and-display sticker on the dashboard.

We talked for an hour before I left her car and drove mine the rest of the way home. We had much to discuss. Last weekend, N asked G, my 11-year old son, to give him Mel's address and not to tell anyone about it. I was angry that Mel was going to get mixed up in the ongoing and ever-more nasty war between me and Mary. I was angrier still that G was being asked to compromise his relationship with Mel and with me for the sake of continuing that little war. I slept little when I found out last Sunday night.

Friday started out badly at work, and then got worse after N finally returned my phone call. I asked him why he wanted Mel's address, he told me Mary wanted it, I asked why, he said he didn't know. Bull! I told him to back off and threatened "actions which might also hurt G". He said that Mary would then not sell the papers for the house sale, and said he'd already asked the police to look into the fact that I had opened her mail after she got locked up. For Chrissakes, what the hell else was I supposed to do? There were so many letters demanding payment, and she was not around to deal with them; who else was going to? Now, I give them all to him.

Then he mentioned that she has already taken steps to absolve herself of responsibility for her half of our shared debt. Can she do that? What happens to it then? Does it become my responsibility? If so, I can't pay it all from my share of the house.

I am becoming increasingly bewildered at the extent of Mary's apparent hatred of me, and the lengths she will go to hurt me.

I have just finished writing her a letter, in which I have apologised for the tense atmosphere at last week's visit, and urged her to be reasonable; not to drag G into our battles, and to respect my relationship with Mel. I hope she sees reason, and we can declare a truce.