Wednesday, January 4, 2012
I'm so sad. Tonight I had to call the police on my Dustin. My sweet little baby. He was out of control in my face, daring me to hit him. Wanting me to hit him so that he could hurt me. I'm not going to raise Luke in that kind of environment. And then to beat it all, my own mother got home and chose to defend Dustin. By all accounts she could have just told him everything he did was fine and that I was the one who was wrong. I have went very long periods of not talking with my mother in the past, over my children, but this time, it is particularly messy since we are living here in her house. That is the messy stuff. I am so beyond angry. I can not even express exactly what I am feeling. Rage and sadness. That is all I have right now.