Legit Downs. I was only like 5ish or 6ish when the tale began. Kid was 2 years younger than me. Hubby couldn't handle her bullshit, so he bailed. AWOL for maybe 4 or 5 years. Either he reached out or she (or more likely my parents) hunted him down. Depends on who you ask. She started letting him go to Portland to see his dad. The times spent with dad grew longer and longer. One day, with much bawling and gnashing of teeth, she let him have full custody. As a maybe 13/ 14 year old who was kind of aware, it seemed weird to me, considering how much hatred there was from her/ my family to the ex husband and his new wife, who my prim and and proper mother always referred to as "the slut".

When I lost my dad a couple of years ago we found the letter the Cunt sent to her ex, who kindly sent a copy to my dad. She spends 2 pages bashing him for being a general all around piece of shit, the offers to sell him her parental rights for $30,000. He Jewed her down to $7500. The only time she ever saw the kid after was when my folks would pick him up and bring him to her place in Seattle or here. She never ever went to see him.

A couple of funny postscripts: When he originally bailed, my mom told me, a fucking 5 or 6 year old, that he bailed because I "played with dolls". GI Joes. I'm not bitter.

My folks, up until the kid was maybe in his mid 20's went to Oregon every year to see him for at least two weeks. He was living in a group home, had a job, had a pretty good existence as far as kids like that go. One summer they went and saw him and there was a ruckus over some minor thing the kid was obsessing over. Nothing that would be shocking behaviour tard- wise. So minor that to be honest I don't remember the details. My dad told him if he didn't knock it off they were leaving and never coming back. And they didn't. 15ish years of no contact. None. After my mom told me the story, that was the last that was ever mentioned of him. Never typed it all out before. Wow.

The Cunt ended up getting fired from her power gig and moved to Arizona. Married some high powered corporate lawyer. He turned out to be a drunk who punched her. She whined to my folks, they bought her a divorce, paid off her house and got her a new car. She wracked up $400 worth of collect calls to my parents. My dad said he'd pay it, but would buy her calling cards for when she needed to call. Cunt was like in her late 50's. This was unacceptable to her, and said she just wouldn't call again. And didn't. They never spoke after that. Then moved and changed her number. It really haunted my dad his last few months. He asked both me and my other sister (we both gave up on her years before) to try to track her because he was afraid something would happen and she wouldn't know.

When he died we were both walking on eggshells just knowing she'd pop up at the funeral for her grand return. She didn't, but luckily my ex wife filled in for her cunt- wise.

Pretty fucked up, I guess.