So that last entry…
I called my Aunt Max to wish her a Happy Birthday. This is one of the…nah. She is anti everyone. She is the toxic one I keep trying to love where she is. Anyway.
So remember I mentioned that the divide became wider when my dad had his surgery? Well, the perpetrator of that lie was driving her around. The subject turned to the program of the anniversary and I mentioned that my mom was in it. Then it turned into my cousin saying to me “You gone take their daddy since they took yours? They came here with their daddy and took yours.” I just said, Naw I’m good. I like my daddy just fine.
I just don’t understand. I didn’t grow up with my daddy. Not because they took him from me. My daddy took himself from me. I don’t have the daddy issues people think I should have because of that. Now, I admit that I do feel like I’m on the outside looking in sometimes, but I’m here. I’ve inserted myself and I accept them as my family. All this hateful shit is stupid. My grandfather loved me, my uncles looked out for us. I didn’t lack. Most of my issues stemmed from molestation. Otherwise I was fine.
I couldn’t wait to get off the phone with them because I don’t do that toxicity. I cannot. So I guess that I will be backing off them. Saying hell, giving hugs but I will not be a party to their shit. I don’t recall any if them being around when that mfr bucked up against my daddy. TJ was there ready to beat his ass and she threw him down the stairs.
Anyway, I’m ending this here. I just had dinner and coming off this thing and I feel like I’m about to vomit.
TMI. I’m Sorry.
Last updated July 12, 2019