If loons were crazier, they would be her
Wade’s ex-girlfriend. The Craziest of all the Crazy people. I just didn’t think she could get any crazier and then she did!
Let me shed some light on the situation for you and try not to keep it too long.
When Wade & I met, I’m not going to lie, he wasn’t available. He was in a not good relationship, but it was something that had become comfortable albeit static. Then he met me and all that changed. We did our very best to be respectful of her and not start up anything until things had ended completely between the two of them. I don’t know if this started her insanity or if she was like this all along, but it wasn’t pretty and it remains unpretty.
To give you a little taste of just how crazy she is…
*she burned all of Wade’s belongings in a bonfire in his driveway
*she stole his dog and claimed she needed it because she was going to be alone
*she started sleeping with his (former) best friend…and then married him even though she is still obsessed with W
*she decided that a mutual friend’s wedding was a good place to have her first face-to-face confrontation with me
*she slammed a door in my face in front of several of our mutual friends
But none of this compares to the latest.
Last night W was talking to his grandfather who expressed that he wanted to tell W about what was going on there (Vermont) but he was afraid it would upset him. W, being concerned that maybe something was wrong with his grandfather, encouraged him to tell him. This is what he said: Alyssa (Crazy) and Dan (Crazy’s husband/W’s former friend) just left after spending the weekend celebrating Pam’s (W’s dad’s crazy wife) birthday. When they left they said, “I guess the next time we see you will be next summer.”
So W shares this with me and I went from zero to Nasty in about .32 seconds.
SAY WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT????
Well, as it turns out that Pam and Alyssa are BFF. They call and email and the happy couple goes up to visit. All the while W & I don’t get so much as a phone call unless someone in the family has died. Seriously. That’s the only time they call us.
In nasty-mode, the next rational thing to do is call Pam and rip into her. So I did.
She’s evil. She’s mean. She’s selfish and put upon. She’s awful. To sum it all up, she’s not going to stop being friends with Alyssa even though it hurts W & me. She was not the slightest bit articulate, but the gist of her defense was that Alyssa had been around longer and she doesn’t know me that well yet and she’s really close to her and not going to stop being friends with her.
How is this appropriate?
I ended the call because I just couldn’t tolerate her for a second longer. Then came phase two.
The email that was 4 1/2 years in the making:
Dear Alyssa,
You are crazy. Please get help and leave us alone. We’d prefer not to some day find a bunny rabbit boiling on our stove.
love & kisses,
-Me
It was longer and more angry than that but you get the general idea.
Honestly, am I crazy for thinking she’s crazy?
Oh my god. Crazy. CRAZY Crazy. You did the right thing. Did she write back???
Are you kidding me? she is CRAZY!! yeah i want to know did she respond?
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