Before my divorce, I didn't really care at all.
NOW? With my ex convincing the court that I'm a terrible person because I let my son sleep in my king size bed when he has a nightmare? That I'm a terrible teacher (homeschooler), because my 3rd grade son tested into 7th grade? That my son is a hermit never around kids because he only has EIGHT best buds, & 15 close friends??? That I don't get up until 3pm despite phone records, college courses, kiddos classes/camps all starting between 8am 9am...
I'm going cross eyed.
My ENTIRE LIFE is under a freakin microscope right now, and it's crazy making. It doesn't matter how much 'proof' I present... I have a label of 'unfit mother' in the eyes of the court.
WHY?
Literally because my ex is admitting to being an abusive alcoholic, but I'm not 'admitting' to the lies he's telling about me. My handing in STACKS of documents proving the lies to be lies and I quote
'Mother is uncredible, and unfit, as she will not acknowledge any claims made against her, and this social worker is merely presented with more excuses. See ref 1-33 in evidence.' (aka my phone records, class schedule, kiddis testing results, afidavits from his friends parents, his coaches/teachers, etc which all clearly show multiple sources refuting crazy town lies).
So yeah. Right now? I durn sure care what others think of me. Hate it.