"I'm done with Drama"


Notice the title of this blog? It's a statement he made when he tried to justify what he was doing. Saying there was nothing but drama with me and he was done with it. 
So tell me... Does complaining to your adult kids insidiously, not count as "drama"? 
Is blaming someone else for the way things are (when the way things are, are due to your own actions), not drama? Is cussing at your kids for things they have no control over, not drama? 
It's been a year and a half since I've spoken to him. Longer since I set eyes on him. I've had NO interest in having anything to do with him. I don't talk to his "friends". I have nothing to do with the people he has claimed as his new "family". The only people he and I communicate with together are OUR kids. 
A few days ago our youngest daughter took a charger back to him that our son had borrowed. She came home visibly upset. The entire time she was there, he complained about how he sits over there alone. No one comes to see him. No one calls him. AND ITS ALL MY FAULT. 
He "cried" about not getting to see the boys (MY grandsons), because evidently I'm the one telling MY daughter to keep them away from him. Funny how quickly one forgets things they've said and things they've encouraged their best friend to say ON SOCIAL MEDIA, as if it wasn't seen or read or saved for proof that it happened. 
MY daughter keeps HER children away from him to protect them. His heart is so full of hate and his mind is so screwed up that she doesn't trust him to not poison them with the same BS he poisons everyone with.  

HE DOESN'T GET TO BE A PART OF THEIR LIVES BECAUSE OF THE THINGS HE AND HIS BEST FRIEND HAVE SAID ABOUT THEIR FATHER (RIP Donovan). 

This is NOT my doing! This is caused by him. Also brought on by HIS best friend. BUT it is easier to blame me. Neither one of them have ever taken responsibility for their actions. NEVER! This is him, continuing the drama that he blames me for. 
The guilt of what he did must be eating him alive. Again, I have zero empathy for him. I do however feel sorry for our kids that are made to feel guilty because he has cancer and is dying but the chemo is working but his life is so lonely but he has a "life partner" who still doesnt live with him and no one comes to see him but he's always at his best friends house. How can anyone stay sane with all that BS? 
What he did to me, doesn't compare to the battle going on inside himself. ZERO EMPATHY!!!! 

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