I've gone off the deep end, big time, and I'm getting crazier every day.
Supposedly I never call her Mom anymore (when in fact, this morning's phone call is the first time I've not called her Mom to her face... er, I mean, ear!).
Supposedly they've had to start locking the door because I've become so insane-acting... and supposedly they've told me all I have to do is knock on the door and they'll answer (in fact, no one has told me that they've needed to start locking the door because of me, nor have they told me to knock... nor would they need to tell me!)
Supposedly I don't even try to knock on the door when I come to get my sons for my visits with them--- according to MIL, I just sit in my van and stare at the door until they bring the appropriate boy out to me... when in fact yesterday was the first time I've driven to pick up either son for a visit since I broke my glasses on July 3rd, 2012. I just got my replacement glasses two days ago.
I may be paranoid, but that doesn't mean someone's not gunning for me... or for my sons. I think something is fishy, and it's not just me who thinks it, thankfully. I'm so grateful for my allies, since it's obvious I can't trust the family nearest to me!
