Danish Woman Sours on Postmodern Family
November 13, 2010
Reader Sam Peyo sent this translation and wrote: This article is about the disastrous effects of divorce and social engineering, but it´s not written by a man who was ripped off by his bitchy ex-wife. It´s written by a woman who, according to her own account, made efforts to minimize divorce trauma and adjust to an insane new Western lifestyle ... to little avail, of course. Although it shows divorced/remarried women in a favorable light and actually suggests they draw tighter limits, the whole situation is grotesque to anyone not brainwashed by feminism and NWO propaganda.
Set fire to my house and crap on the porch
Anne-Grethe Bjarup Riis
October 26, 2010
(translated for henrymakow.com by Sam Peyo)
Life in a modern, composite post-divorce family can be hectic: an endless jumble of ex-wives, ex-husbands, shared children, step-children and what not. It's total chaos. Some women actually boast "I got six kids to look after" even though they've only whelped two of them themselves.
"It's so cool when we're having dinner, it's almost like an Italian family at a long table. And it's great fun to drive around town and show off the whole family in the old VW van".
That's what I call family idyll. Affirmative living: harmony, overflowing energy and nearness. Or so we believe, deluding ourselves and each other.
I can tell you from my own experience that underneath the blanket of idyll is a painful existence of frustration, stress and fear of falling short of all those insane demands of perfection laid upon us by the modern composite family: an ebullient love life, agreement in matters of child rearing, model coping with the absence of our children every other week, a relaxed and almost girlfriend-like relationship with the husband's ex-wife and the ex-husband and his new wife, and at the same time we have to boost the career and find time to invite friends over for exciting couple dinners.
If you are the one who walked out on your husband―if you are the "evil one" in the story―then you'll have to live with permanent feelings of guilt. Those of us who are bruised and non-confrontational pay for our sins by making immoral concessions to the ex-husband and turning a blind eye to his little acts of revenge. I can almost hear myself saying: "Why don't you keep the house ... I'll find an apartment."
In the end it's always us women who have to understand, calm down, comfort, smoothen conflicting moods and keep the skeletons in place in the divorce closet, while we are drugging ourselves with Fontex and screaming in silence.
The thing is: we are not allowed to be sincere and draw limits. We can't tell anyone we are grappling with a post-divorce depression, not if we are in a fresh relationship. We can't say no to his ex-wife, because that would be admitting a negative surplus and would make us look like losers.
"Oh, come right in!" you say to his ex-wife. "Make yourself at home, set fire to my house and crap on the porch, if you like". You don't want to be the bitchy kill-joy in the open, modern, composite superfamily.
It's even worse with your ex-husband's new wife: she is practically untouchable, because she is your kids' stepmother. And she knows! She can do what she wants, and she will, while you humbly nod and bow. You have to swallow all the camels of Sahara to keep a good tone and increase chances she will be good to your little angels. Damn tight spot to be in!
Sometimes you feel like a chicken leg anyone can grab and chew on.
We get sick in the modern, composite post-divorce family if we can't be sincere to ourselves and to others.
We have to come out of the closet, draw limits, take care of ourselves and act as credible role models for our children. We have to come to grips with taboos, even if it is embarrassing to be jealous, aggressive and feeling inferior. But that's the bad side of being recently divorced and starting a new relationship.
Say no, and remember you don´t have to be loved by everybody.