1:14 p.m. - 2005-09-17
whatever
My mom's sister called a little while ago. She was pissed because we took the baby to see mom's old friend, but we didn't take him to see her too. I said I was sorry; I didn't know how close she lived to mom's friend. She said that was no excuse. I told her it was mom's idea - meaning it was my mom's idea to go see her friend; not that it was her idea not to go see her sister. My aunt told me I shouldn't follow my mother. I'm a mother now so I can make my own decisions and I should've told her we needed to go see her. Well, I honestly didn't know she was so close and I honestly didn't even think of it anyway. If I had planned to go see relatives just because I was visiting in the city I could've considered my Aunt Me and her family, my Uncle Fred and his family, my Aunt Cathy and her family, my godmother and her family, and not to mention various friends. She told me she doesn't appreciate my mom keeping her out of our lives and now her great nephew's too. She asked if my mom was here and I said no. At this point she's crying and so am I. She told me to tell my mom she's an asshole. So basically we hurt her feelings, my mom's an asshole, and I should think for myself because I'm a mother now and I don't have to follow my own. She upset me so much that I couldn't stop crying. I called mom's friend at camp, but she had just left to go shopping. Her friend's husband said he'd try to get ahold of her, but she called me a little while later anyway. I told her all about it including the fact that she is an asshole. She was pissed. She told me not to worry about it; she would take care of it. My eyes are still red and my nose is stuffed. I feel a little better thanks to my mom, but I'm still upset. When I got off the phone with my aunt I was crying by the computer with my face turned away from Tom. I thought he didn't know I was upset. Even tho I was sniffling and blowing my nose and talking to my mom rather loudly. I went to give him a kiss tho and he asked when "red eyes" was going to come sit with him. So I guess he was just letting me deal myself. Guys are funny.
So yeah, I hate my mom's family. Her immediate anyway. I wouldn't speak to her dad even if I had the opportunity because I think he's no good. My mom thinks the same. He never comes to see us or even call. Her sister pisses me off. She's the one who said I should've gotten an abortion. So why does she care so goddamn bad that she didn't get to see him the other day?! I am so sick of people. I gave the phone to my brother with specific instructions to say that Tom, the baby, and I are not at home. I don't want to talk to any other family and I don't want any visitors.
How am I the immature one who can't think for herself? Since I unknowingly hurt her feelings that must mean it's ok to hurt mine.
