No Contact - Day 2 (part 2)

It is just after 6pm, I am still at work and I have just received another voicemail which is almost 4 minutes long.  The voicemail is full of blame.

'You don't even have the courage or the balls to pick up the phone or send me a text.'

'If you carry on like this I will promise this will end in tears as you are not allowed to do this to another human being.  You have no right to treat another human being like this.'

'If you don't listen to me, if you fuck me over I promise you that my ex-wife will be the last worry you have in the world.'

'The utter rejection of me is an absolute disgrace and you are a disgrace.'

'You are destroying everything.'

'Another human is living in absolute agony.  If you think I am going to sit on the sideline and let you do that to me, you have got another thing coming.'

'I am proud of who I am.'

'Be a grown up and pick up the phone.  I am begging you.' 

I fell apart.  Again.  The whole message had me in bits.  I phoned my step-father.  He is the calmest man on the planet.  Incredibly kind and full of some seriously good advice.  He told me to phone the police.  I said I had.  After quite a lot of emotion from me, he decided that perhaps the best thing would be for him to phone him up.  So he did. 

My stepfather called me back to tell me how the call went.  He said he spent 20 minutes on the phone to my ex during which he went from angry, to calm and to sad.  In summary he asked him to email me regarding the business as this is still the one thing we need to resolve.  Did I mention in my earlier blogs I was mad enough in the throws of love to set up a business in my name that he conducts his work through?  I want it gone and my stepfather got the point across.  Now I just wait. 

I am off for a drink with a friend.  I need some girl support and a reminder that I am a good person.  Right now I feel like the most terrible woman in the world.