Drama, drama & more drama.
I live 14 hours away (by car) from all of my relatives, except my dad & his husband. Mutter (dad's husband, my step father) owes me money & instead of paying me as (repeatedly) promised, he opted to give me the silent treatment. That's fine. With all the lying attached to the broken promises, I'd rather he remain silent.
However, he hasn't kept his drama inducing mouth shut. Instead, he opted to distort the facts to alienate my father from my life. My father is now giving me the silent treatment. As if that wasn't petty enough, he lied to my grand mother about us spending time together for things like Mother's Day.
When I was caught off guard by my grandmother's inquiries about said lies, I told her the truth & then confronted Mutter about it. That brought a lot of strain to our relationship, as she feels she has to choose between me or them. Mutter tried to pass it off as "She has dementia" (which she doesn't).
The damage wasn't sufficient, evidently, so Mutter outed my trans status to my grand mother at an inappropriate time (additionally, she was one of the only people who didn't know), simply for the shock value.
My grandmother has since contacted me to inform me that she will be praying for me & that my children deserve better.
My youngest sister let slip to Mutter that I legally changed my name. She also informed my mother, yet another person who is not speaking to me. My sister didn't know that they didn't know, evidently. I was planning to tell them myself, should they ever opt to speak to me.
I'm getting the impression that Mutter has opted for this route in the mistaken belief that, if he puts enough pressure on me from the family (simply because he doesn't want me to transition), that I will cave and decide not to do so. Instead, one by one, the ties are being severed. Some by my hand, some by *theirs'*.
I'm 28, married, with 2 children at home. We have a mortgage & I begin my freshman year at college in 9 days. I've not been well for the last year but lack insurance or the financial means for medical testing. Life has steam rolled me time and again, backed up & done it over. I get back up, time and again.
I am too d@mn old to play petty games with petty people who chronically put their own desires ahead of my needs, all the while claiming that the damage they do, they do out of love.
Personally, instead of them focusing on the parts of me that *they* feel are broken, I wish they'd spend that energy trying to help my family members. My older brother (schizophrenic), who recently fell off the wagon and landed in a pile of meth. My younger sister (borderline personality disorder), who fell off the wagon, landed in a pile of meth & then attempted suicide. Younger sister #2 (bipolar), who's (former? wife beating) husband is in prison while she has a toddler and a newborn at home & is drowning in debt. Hell, even my mother, who is losing her battle against grief over her father's death or my father and Mutter who have AIDS and struggle with daily health.
But no; everyone's eyes are focused on me, judging me, while the people that I *do* love, that *they* claim to love, are losing to their own battles.
Is it simply that it's easier to stand back & do nothing except run your mouth? Talk is pretty fu@k*#& cheap. They'd rather waste their time discussing everyone else's stink, than address the rotten egg on their own faces or even consider helping someone if they're able.
Anyway, I'm done with my vent/ramble.
If you have something to contribute, I'm listening. Surely there's multiple somethings that I've missed that may improve the quality of life for someone.
