
Both Kyle and Stephanie have checked in lately with Amy. Kyle called before any of us knew what was happening, and he was shocked at the abrupt and chilly reception he received. Of course, he was at that time clueless why Amy was responding in such a fashion, but it made more sense to him as the events of this past week unfolded.
Steph called Amy Monday night and the conversation went nowhere. Steph described Amy as "hard" all the way through the conversation. No surprise, I am painted as the major bad guy for interfering in Amy’s life, with a partial nod to my husband’s “meddling” as well. When Steph pointed out the fact that Amy might be in jail for paying no rent, and that my husband had bailed her out, Amy said that was different. I guess
that kind of interference is acceptable. Frankly, it would be fine with me if she moved far enough away that no one found us and informed us what she was doing. If she is so ready to be on her own, make it so.
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Amy has apparently replayed her well-rehearsed sob story about how she “hasn’t had any breaks” and “her family dumped her” so many times that she forgot she was talking to her sister the other night … because she gave Steph some of the same stories. Of course, Steph knew the accurate version. Steph also had the impression that now that Amy has a boyfriend,
he can be her “family” and she no longer needed to “make nice” with the siblings. Unquestionably, Amy has been more reticent to burn sibling bridges than she has been to cut all pretenses with my husband or me.
The reason my husband shared the comment that
Amy made to Tommy was because I asked my husband if Amy’s adamant refusal to contact us stemmed more from her hatred of us or from any recognition on her part that all that we had feared was coming true. It was only a flash-in-the-pan thought … the answer really didn’t change anything. I just wondered. My husband said it was the former … and he shared that “we have nothing in common but our hatred of our parents” comment as an example of why he believed that.
Part of me is so incredibly numb over all of this, and part of me is still trying to grasp how someone who grew up in this household, with all the love and opportunities and support that were offered and available, could end up so manipulative, so angry, so full of hate, so full of self-loathing, and so unbelievably different from all that was ever modeled or represented in our home.
That is the question we all ask, isn’t it?
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