My ex husband recently accused me of posting something on FB about him that wasn’t true. I didn’t. Unfortunately that really doesn’t matter. Someone told him I said something, and without proof assumed it was true. The last thing I said to him was “Why do you assume I would be the one lying?”
A few years ago, when he was dropping off the kids, the neighbor came out to talk to him. When he left, he said “the neighbors are concerned with what’s going on over here, you should watch yourself.” and he left. WTF?? So I marched my ass over to the neighbor to ask what’s up. Apparently, one of the neighbors had an issue with me leaving my garbage cans out a little too long. I immediately texted my ex to tell inform him of the neighborhoods BIG concern. All I can think is that he must have imagined endless strange cars parked in my driveway, orgies, parties….all things that may concern certain people. What he didn’t do, was ask what the big concern was. See, he isn’t interested in truth, he’s interested in seeing me as a bad person, and there are enough people who would leave him with that impression, even if it was unintentional.
There are a few things about this most recent accusation that bothers me. I certainly know I open myself up to critics by sharing my stories. I also know that not everyone I’m “friends” with on FB is really a friend. For the most part, I enjoy social media and have learned to block out all the drama. So, you want to gossip, ok. Think about this…someone told my ex husband something that wasn’t true, which hurt him. Not only that, but it hurt our already strained relationship, adding lighter fluid to a fire that is never going to burn out completely no matter what. What did this person think they were going to gain by “sharing” this information? Did they want him to see me as an Ex bashing drama queen spreading lies bout him? I don’t know…and honestly I don’t really care. Thanks asshole.
The second thing that bothers me, is that because he felt the need to confront me the way he did, it has caused some issues with my kids. I have tried very hard to let my kids know that no matter what, their father and I can and will unite for their benefit. When he told the kids to ask me to come outside, it peaked their curiosity. They heard the entire encounter. Now, both of them feel like they need to keep the interactions between the two of us to a minimum, cause apparently we can’t get along.
One incident and that trust is broken. One false accusation and I’m the bad guy.
Maybe I should share less. I could say 10,000 wonderful things about my ex…then one day I’ll call him and asshole and all hell will break loose.
I’m saddened by this, but not really surprised by any of it. Now, I’ll go back to just doing what I do and let Karma work out the rest.