I am soooo far behind and desperately on catch, so many posts that I want to make a response to but can only react to because I am so far behind...This post is so problematic. Because she is making it clear she will not allow Ioan's girls live with him, and I assume that means even 50 perfect of the time. And she's clearly weaponized the girls, Gloria, and Gloria's family against him. This is what parental alienation looks like.
Alice has a lot of hard truths coming her way. She doesn't get to make these decisions. I believe Ioan and even Bianca will most definitely have a relationship with the girls and I see Ioan getting partial or even full custody. Because Alice doesn't appear to be setting herself up to be able to care for those girls, does she? All this time and she hasn't found any meaningful work. She even said many months ago that her then lawyer told her she needed to get a job and suggested Home Depot. No, Alice Doesn't believe she should have to work. Both parents are financially responsible for them. What's her contribution?
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Anyhoo, I just had to respond to this post, in particular the bit where mAlice again whinges on and on about how she gave up working so IG could undertake employment abroad.
What utter bull poop!
She could have found/made employment locally for herself whilst hubby was working abroad. If she had been employable or had any real desire to work. She's had a nanny and housekeeping staff for years before Gloria took on the role of nanny/housekeeper/carer.
I was a military wife, and lived away from extended family support, but I managed to find and maintain employment whilst hubby was away on active service. I also managed to look after the children, the house, the pets, the utility bills and any minor household emergencies that arose whilst he was away.
And that's what many wives/partners of serving personnel or partners who have employment that takes them away from home for long periods of time do.
They get on with it!
I don't know of any that lay in their grotty pits like some moulding wannabe Cleopatra, expecting her house staff, children, dog and husband to wait on her and amuse her whilst she terrorised them with her feigned illnesses and her sodding mobile phone.
She was, and remains, an absolute Twunt!