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Happy Holidays
Dec. 20th, 2010 04:44 pmThey are mostly going fine, except I'm never speaking to Harpy again. The last time she was in this house was Christmas 2009. She usually goes on about how she's not coming over for a holiday, and then last minute she calls and says "Pick me up". Until after Christmas 2009 that is, she just stopped showing up all together. It was fine by me.
Everytime we are at her apartment, tension builds and like Cockroach says: "It's agony". We all turn against eachother to keep her negative attention off of us. When she cuts one of us up, the others keep quiet. I'm surprised I have never burst into tears (at least not since I was 10 maybe). Then when we leave, we breathe easier and feel more alive. After being on the phone with her, we actually feel physically drained.
Last night, my sister M was running errands (which included buying Harpy groceries apparently) but her car broke down. I guess she forgot to tell this to Harpy. At 8 (ish) this morning, Harpy called here and started bitching loudly at Beast about how she's done with everything and that she's not coming over for Christmas, and then hung up, like a child. Actually, she's the only person I've ever known personally that hangs up on people. No offense to children. She must have called M also, because we called her to ask about her car and she was crying. She couldn't stay on the phone because she was at work. It was her birthday on Saturday.
So I am done with that bitch. If she does end up coming over for Christmas, I'm staying in my room, I've had worse Christmases anyway. No one in our family seems to truly like the holiday anyway. If she doesn't, than good. I turn 20 in ten days and I'm no longer going to let her control me with fear and guilt and all of that shit. I almost want to send her a letter saying "I am sure Jesus will forgive you for the pain you have caused us, but I will not." But I wont because then she'll probably have an "accident" and complain how no one was there for her.
Anyway, I'm not as angry about it anymore. Except for the phonecall, depressed mother and crying sister, it's been a good day. Not that different from any other day.
Everytime we are at her apartment, tension builds and like Cockroach says: "It's agony". We all turn against eachother to keep her negative attention off of us. When she cuts one of us up, the others keep quiet. I'm surprised I have never burst into tears (at least not since I was 10 maybe). Then when we leave, we breathe easier and feel more alive. After being on the phone with her, we actually feel physically drained.
Last night, my sister M was running errands (which included buying Harpy groceries apparently) but her car broke down. I guess she forgot to tell this to Harpy. At 8 (ish) this morning, Harpy called here and started bitching loudly at Beast about how she's done with everything and that she's not coming over for Christmas, and then hung up, like a child. Actually, she's the only person I've ever known personally that hangs up on people. No offense to children. She must have called M also, because we called her to ask about her car and she was crying. She couldn't stay on the phone because she was at work. It was her birthday on Saturday.
So I am done with that bitch. If she does end up coming over for Christmas, I'm staying in my room, I've had worse Christmases anyway. No one in our family seems to truly like the holiday anyway. If she doesn't, than good. I turn 20 in ten days and I'm no longer going to let her control me with fear and guilt and all of that shit. I almost want to send her a letter saying "I am sure Jesus will forgive you for the pain you have caused us, but I will not." But I wont because then she'll probably have an "accident" and complain how no one was there for her.
Anyway, I'm not as angry about it anymore. Except for the phonecall, depressed mother and crying sister, it's been a good day. Not that different from any other day.
