So...she called most of the night, and started in again at 7am this morning. I finally got sick of my phone flashing (I had it on silent since she just keeps calling, but there's still a light that blinks at me angrily). And I was starting to feel kinda bad for ignoring her, so against my better judgment I answered on about her 30th call of the day.
She asked how long I had been in Switzerland. I told her I've never been there, and had been in Sweden. She said that someone told her Switzerland, so I told her they were mistaken. Apparently, that was super offensive to her because she starting yelling about how "well, all those years of schooling made you a smart mouth sarcastic bitch." I hadn't said it with any sarcasm, but sure thing. The only reason I didn't hang up on her is because I know she's manic. Not that it excuses her, but meh. Anyway, she played 20 questions with me for awhile, and ended up asking if I'm working. I said no, I'm laid off at the moment. At this, she perked up and told me I should come out and clean her house because she's in a wheelchair and the house is therefore dirty.
Just....no fucking way in hell. No. First of all, she wouldn't be grilling me with questions if she didn't intend to talk to my dad about me, and I DO NOT want anything to do with him. Also, there's no way out to her house, it's an old farm way out in the country. And I just frankly don't want to go out there and clean the place. She suggested my dad could bring me out and then got mad when I told her I don't wanna see my dad, because "he hasn't done anything to you!!1"
FUCK. YOU. The asshole kicked me out to fucking DIE. I don't give a fuck if he's your kid, he did that and I am completely and totally JUSTIFIED in wanting nothing to do with that side of my family. I have been trying to get over this shit for years now.
Maybe that makes me a bad granddaughter. I have no idea. But my grandma gets extremely mean, and my grandpa is an abusive racist homophobic asshole, and I don't see why I need to be around these people. What good will it do any of us? They haven't been part of my life for years.
I'm just really, really stressed about all this. Sorry for venting at everyone.
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