When Will and I first got together, that woman loved me. I loved the idea of her being in the room when I gave birth to Will’s child. I saw her becoming my other best friend, my other mom. Don’t get me wrong, I love my mom, but we have a rocky relationship. I saw this woman becoming my other mom. The mom I was closest to, would tell anything to.
However, about a year ago I had a conversation with Will. I saw a baby on TV and told him that I looked forward to kids more and more each day. He in turn told me that “him and his mom discussed it and both agreed that I need to lose weight before we got married.”
I was dumbstruck. Who in their right mind would say that? When did it become her business what my weight was? Yeah, I am big, but she is not one to talk. She is no skinny mini herself. I was pissed at him and her, but dropped the subject. My weight was a sensitive topic, and still kind of is.
So, a few months before the break up she became really rude to me. Like her attitude about me completely shifted. When Will and I would go up there in the mornings to help her, she would just give me the cold shoulder. I would tell her to have a good day (sincerely) and she would say in an irritated tone “yeah, thanks.” Another time I asked where something was and she waited a few minutes to respond, then randomly said (moving her arms in an eerie manor) “It’s gooone.”
After the break up it took Will a few weeks to tell her. When he finally did, her response was, “I told you so.” What the fuck did she tell him? He decided it was a bad idea to tell me and quit talking about it, refusing to tell me. He changed the subject.
The other day she made it clear that I would be very uncomfortable if I went on a road trip with them as a friend. Tonight he rescinded his invitation to go with him, travel wise, though more than welcome to meet up. Thats when I brought my confusion with her up and it almost started a fight.
I asked what I did to piss that woman off. Instead of answering me, he told me to drop it, in the same irritated tone he used when we were breaking up. I guess I will never know what the hell I ever did to Will’s mom to piss her off. Though, it must be good if he is ashamed to tell me.