Well, THAT went well (rolleyes)…

Just got out of the meeting with X about the oldest child; I’m not sure if much got accomplished today, other than a whole lot of yellign back and forth.  I admitted I was wrong where I was wrong, and refused to take any of her shit when it came to rest of the blame-laying.  I stood up to her.

The therapist was frustrated, and said that we’re both using the oldest to fight each other.  She’s right, and I need to do better at NOT doing that.  Still, I think the therapist saw through X’s little game of blame-the-guy; X, as usual, is still clueless.

Two days until mediation.