ID finally realizes that our relationship is in jeopardy and decides to move out. Of course, it is a big production and drama fest and who gets to be the bad guy. You guessed it. Me! I am getting blamed by Jack that his mom is moving out because I don’t welcome her. I am getting blamed by Dopie that I don’t’ appreciate the things ID does for us, and ID is just being a fucking worthless person.
Things don’t have to be this way. She can stay with us if she doesn’t have DOpie live with us. She has a place to stay and if she wants to live with Dopie so badly, get a place with her. I try to talk to ID and she says that it is for the best and that she wants our relationship to work. Yeah, sure she does.
When Jack and I get back from our outing, ID has most of her shit moved out and all her friends are giving me dirty looks. Did I miss something here? How the fuck did I turn out to be the bad guy? When ID’s shit was all out of my house, she couldn’t come in the house to say goodbye and had to make a scene about having the girls over for the night at her new place. Ummm…. Fuck no. You want to be a rude ass bitch and act like the victim, then no, you can’t have the girls.
Finally, she is out of my house. Praise the lord. Longest two months of my life and just made my life and relationship more shitty then they were before.
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