D_Marx
June 30th, 2007, 11:27 PM
I have family issues. One psycho aunt who drinks, tells lies, and turns one person against another. . . and one grandma who takes her side whenever I get offended by something she says. After xmas I was told by my grandmother--after I'd been confronted and verbally assaulted--that my sister and I ruined the holidays indefinitely. I kept my damn mouth shut and nothing should have been pointed at me.
Six months later, I still can't hold a conversation with my grandmother, and I have this overwhelming urge to hit my psycho aunt with a blunt object in the very high hope that the blow would kill her and end her miserable life. She wants to die, anyways. She doesn't take responsibility of her actions, and alcohol is her best friend. Who takes a woman seriously with a traitorous background like hers? My god, I had to snap at her husband when my grandma was in a comatose state after he said we should get ready for a funeral. Maybe I've brought this up, but I've kept my mouth shut about what she's done to me and mine.
When she dies, psycho aunt is going to put up such a fight for anything. I read somewhere that you have 6 months to decide whether or not you can accept what is given to you, and part of me is wanting to turn anything she gives me away. I don't care how important the item in question is--I already know what it is, and I can't stop crying about such an heirloom. I'd rather die than have that woman, that atrocious, soulless woman pull everything out that I loved about my life--my relationship with my grandmother is gone, my respect for her gone, all because she thinks I'm at fault for the lies of another.
I want to vomit, I want to go back to Canada, I want to be somewhere else, where everything is easier because it's not around. What kind of woman wants that? Do I try to reconnect with someone who doesn't look at me the same as she used to, try to play nice with someone who doesn't acknowledge me as a person, and compromise my dignity for the scraps of love I used to be so freely given in hopes that one day my grandmother will see what her lying daughter has done to my family. . . or do I leave it alone and wonder if things will change without me, because the world can do that with time?
What defines a woman, anyways?
Six months later, I still can't hold a conversation with my grandmother, and I have this overwhelming urge to hit my psycho aunt with a blunt object in the very high hope that the blow would kill her and end her miserable life. She wants to die, anyways. She doesn't take responsibility of her actions, and alcohol is her best friend. Who takes a woman seriously with a traitorous background like hers? My god, I had to snap at her husband when my grandma was in a comatose state after he said we should get ready for a funeral. Maybe I've brought this up, but I've kept my mouth shut about what she's done to me and mine.
When she dies, psycho aunt is going to put up such a fight for anything. I read somewhere that you have 6 months to decide whether or not you can accept what is given to you, and part of me is wanting to turn anything she gives me away. I don't care how important the item in question is--I already know what it is, and I can't stop crying about such an heirloom. I'd rather die than have that woman, that atrocious, soulless woman pull everything out that I loved about my life--my relationship with my grandmother is gone, my respect for her gone, all because she thinks I'm at fault for the lies of another.
I want to vomit, I want to go back to Canada, I want to be somewhere else, where everything is easier because it's not around. What kind of woman wants that? Do I try to reconnect with someone who doesn't look at me the same as she used to, try to play nice with someone who doesn't acknowledge me as a person, and compromise my dignity for the scraps of love I used to be so freely given in hopes that one day my grandmother will see what her lying daughter has done to my family. . . or do I leave it alone and wonder if things will change without me, because the world can do that with time?
What defines a woman, anyways?