(I keep telling myself this, but it’s not going very well…)
Yes, that’s right. Tomorrow is making me very nervous. Max is going to meet his grandparents from his father’s side for the first time. Although I am trying not to stress about it, I can’t help it. I just want everything to run smoothly. For Max to love them; for them to love Max. I don’t want any drama. I just want a job, a home and to raise my son in the best way I possibly can, to include both mine and my (ex) husband’s family, which is one of the reasons I left *Steve in the first place.
Life has dealt me with unfortunate experiences. I had the most shittiest time with his father, which got progressively worse, right until the end of the relationship, which I chose to terminate. He almost killed me. Not to mention almost killing me during my pregnancy with our son, throughout my second and third trimester through strangulation with his bare hands, and suffocation with a pillow over my face.
I don’t believe I should judge his family on his behaviours, as I’ve met them before, and bar the ill lies he spoke of them, have never had a problem being around them. But so much damage had been done. So much so, it’s quite possible, that any relationship we had is now irreparable.
Whole-heartedly, I believe this was Steve’s intention all along. He didn’t like the fact that we all got on. He did his best to destroy that foundation, and was unfortunately, extremely successful.
My heart is beating abnormally fast…
We’ll see what happens.
(*Not his real name)