Your Lips Move, But I Can't Hear What You Say

Jan 20 2021 Family Meeting 

JANUARY 20, 2021 How was the party? 
 
9:46 AM I am at a hotel, hanging with Abby. Jenny called a family meeting, earlier today after I returned from the hotel. She told the kids the marriage was broken long before Eric. Also, she barely sees him. I said that I would contest that. That I thought things were getting better, we had been looking for a house (even if true, doesnt justify aggressively lying to me) and the kids and I thought things had improved. I said i am leaving because of Eric the pinché motherfucker. She then, for whatever reason, started telling the kids she only learned in sept that i had sex with sonia multiple times. The kids made her stop. It was despicable. She just kept on going, saying she doesnt know if she has 1, 2, 3 or six months, so she has to make the most of it. Began to explain this is why she is out with friends all the time. Leiney told her she was mad at her. She said it seems like whenever she feels well, she leaves. Jenny goes into her song and dance again about needing to see her friends and Abby screams at her, "Are you listening to your daughter?" 7:00 PM / It hasn't improved since. Jenny did get shamed into not leaving for the second time today. 

7:00 PM /
 Holy shit. 7.26
 

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