Ole Boy has gone completely insane it seems

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So I haven't had much contact with ole boy since I picked my husband over him but I get a text from him the other day. He's hungry and theres nothing to eat there and he can't see to drive. OK, I'm a nice lady so I go over to drop off some pizza we made to him. He's not even there, his son is there with his friends and they are all drunk. They are 20, 21, something like that, not kids anyway. Plus they always drink too much. So, I leave talk to the son a minute, tell him that Cassie is back in town (He knows her) and then leave thinking that if he can go some damn where he didn't need me to drive all the way over there (a mile and a half!) to bring him some freaking pizza.

So, later that night I get another text from ole boy himself. He tells me "Yu'r dam spell wont work!" Ok, what? What spell? Apparantly he's found some pantry staples in his freezer and in some weird and twisted way worked that into me trying to lay a spell on him. What the hell? He texts me for the better part of an hour telling me how I can't put no damn spell on him, he's spellproof cause he's from Central America and his Mama does some kind I don't know what but it's all crazy. I told him at first that if I were to find those foods in the freezer it would be more indicative of odd grocery shopping habits than it would be someone trying to put a spell on me and that I do not even know of a spell that involves that product, let alone that much of it in the freezer. I told him it probably happened during some blackout of his. Finally I told him I wasn't wasting my phone minutes or my time on this sh*t no more and turned my phone off.

It's been off since Friday night and when I turned it back on this morning I had 47 new texts - all but 3 were from him - and 16 new voice mails. I'm not wasting my minutes. If I want insanity I can easily check myself into the psych ward and see it safely there.

Last edited by OliveOilMom on 14 Apr 2013, 12:11 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Time to block the whacko's number! He's either completely drugged out... or completely insane!

It's probably a combination of both. I'm just not answering his texts or calls right now. He's on quite a bit of psych meds because of some supposed PTSD from the war (he was deployed a lot over the past ten years) and I say supposed because I think it's just flat out crazy not PTSD. I believe in PTSD but I don't think he's got it. He's just nuts to begin with and a drunk. I see that now, I didn't before.

He also drinks heavily with his psych meds. Yeah well.

I just hope he doesn't decide to come by the house since I'm not answering. He's done that before, half lit. He can't seem to take a hint.

And they say we are bad with subtleties in communication.....

Maybe instead of pantry staples they were staples that had fallen out of his head