Maybe worse.
This so-called man—thisfather—is enabling his son in ways I can’t fathom. He’s placing all the blame for his son’s horrific behavior on me, despite knowing the violence, the threats, the destruction I’ve endured. Despite the fact his son has left a trail of destruction since well before he knew I existed.
I left the apartment because he was being violent and putting my life in jeopardy.
He’s already destroyed so much of my property. I’m terrified about what the apartment is going to be like when I get back.
And his dad is calling me and telling me to stop attackinghim?
No wonder Timmy’s so fucked up.
They both are.
I reply.
Me:
If by stopping the attacks on Timmy, you mean when he strangled me, poured boiling water on me, fractured my skull, brought chainsaws out and threatened to chop my head off with them multiple times, spat on me, split my lip and gave me two black eyes, kidnapped my friend’s 14-year-old son, threatened to kill my cat, the list goes on…
He sent me a variety of incoherent texts last night.
I am nowhere near him or the truck.
Of course I don’t want him to harm himself, but I don’t want to get killed because I stayed when he was behaving completely unhinged.
Then I see Phil has left another voicemail. It’s almost twenty minutes long.What the hell?
I play it, only to realize it’s a boomer faux pas—an accidental recording of a conversation Phil had with someone else.
“Margaux is a wholevolcano of pain,” he says at one point, his tone disdainful. “She’s aliar, and Ineverwant to see her again.”
The person on the other end tries to reason with him. “Maybe you should focus on your son instead of Margaux. He has a real problem and he needs serious help.”
But Phil is resolute—according to him, the problem isn’t Timmy. It’sme.
Margaux—the Volcano of Pain.
“He’s a really nice guy. He just has a bit of an alcohol problem,” Phil defends his son.
Unbelievable. Who’s delulu now?
I message Alice, my safety net through this madness.
Me:
Timmy is saying he’s going to kill himself.
And his dad is blaming me.
Alice:
Ignore him.
This is an attention tactic.
I’m so sorry.
I think about everything that’s happening. That’s been happening.