Jim let me use the car today since he knows how I feel about Jamie setting foot into my home. Dropped the kids off at around 3:30ish,(they are going to sleep over there tonight and they’ll be brought to school friday and picked up again. It’s easier this way for me.)
Did some shopping and then came home and enjoyed the silence. 6:00 rolls around and I get a phone call from Jamie telling me I need to come pick up my daughter. (Notice how she singled out my baby) I demanded to know why, and she just said “We’ll talk about it when you get here.” So i’m thinking “oh fucking great, more of this twig’s bullshit.”
I’d normally take my sweet ass time, but it concerned my daughter, so i raced down there to find out what was going on. I walked in to see Jamie, my brother, and my mother sitting at the table. They had Chantel sitting in the corner and when she saw me, she got up and began crying and wanted to run to me. My mother grabbed my baby’s arm and held her back. I was like OH HELL NO. I said Let her go! My mother gave me a dirty look and pulled my daughter backwards. I was about to punch the bitch tbh, nobody manhandles my babe.
Jamie asked me to sit down. I said no, i will not. i will stand. I really did want to stand, but my legs started to get tired, so I sat since it was obvious they were all going to stare at me and not get to business unless I did.
So I asked what all the hubub was about and Jamie opened her big beak and said that she had made a sweet potato pie for a get together this weekend, and left the room for a few minutes only to come back and see that Chantel had reached up and grabbed big chunks out of the pie with her bare hands. I didn’t see what the problem was. I then accused her of being germphobic. My brother and jamie exchanged glances and then she sighed like a depressed overly-exhausted animal. “No Dana.” she says in an annoyed tone. Her tone policing disgusted me. She was basically condescending to me with that way she said it. I could feel my blood boil. She then said that my daughter behaves like an animal, and that it isn’t normal behavior for a child to reach up and just start pawing out big chunks of food. she said the food was all over her shirt, face, hands, and she had basically devoured the entire middle of the pie leaving just the crusts. I said “well Chantel doesn’t like crust.” Then my brother exploded at me like a degenerate saying something like You’re not comprehending what’s being said here! You’re not understanding what she’s saying. Jamie put her emaciated bony hand on my brother’s forearm as if to soothe him and calm him down. I accused him of taking steroids since it didn’t seem normal to me that he would get so mad over nothing. He then began to laugh almost in a disgusted angry way. I looked at my mother and asked if she was going to address the situation with my brother using steroids. My mother just glared at me like I was somehow wrong for what i said. I began to grow bored of this strange family get together and asked where Max was. “Outside playing.” said Jamie. I let her know that i didn’t ask her. Then I told Chantel to get her things because we were leaving.
My mother then interrupted me and said “We have things to talk about. I suggest you make yourself comfortable.”
Then my brother said I was out of line going into his garage to steal his bottles and cans, and I had no right, and that was basically stealing money from him. I laughed it off. I think I have every right to take whatever i want from that house. I made sure to tell him that too. Then he said that i didn’t have the right, and that I also don’t have a right to help with groceries or rides to places. I sneered and said that was fine, i’d jusr use mom’s car. My mother said “no dana. No you won’t.” Now shit was getting real. I could feel my heart begin to pound.
My mother said that I need to grow up, and I haven’t done that yet. Apparently the help was only supposed to be temporary. She and my brother assumed a little help with money and rides would nudge me in the right direction to become more self-sufficient. This then led into talking about how i was wrong for being with Jim. I let my mother know that she raised me to be a go-getter and to take what’s mine. “jim wasn’t yours to take.” she said flatly. I said “oh i beg to differ.” and everyone stared at each other as if I was not even in the room. My mother let me know that she talked to Jessica, and learned that her and Jim were having a lot of problems, and that it was only a matter of time before things ended. Basically trying to discredit my efforts, but at the same time demonizing my actions.
Yeah so my brother said that he’s not helping me anymore and that I should get a job, and if I still refuse to get a job after this, then i best get my “lazy ass” down to the welfare office and let them know that my income level has changed so that they can increase my assistance. i let them know that I had Jim now and that i don’t need to go begging for more money. My brother said he doubts I’ll have him for much longer given his history with cheating. It reminded me of the shit i get from the haters on this site. He’d fit right in with all of you bastards.
THEN Jamie had the audacity to question my bathroom habits. She said she was sick and tired of me and my daughter using her toilet and not flushing. She said she was disgusted having to use my bathroom because of the feces on the wall that Chantel wipes there and the fact that my toilet is always filled with shit. I called her out on that, i said Jamie, who are you, do you not shit? She scoffed at me and said “i flush!” So basically she’s shaming me for having to defecate and urinate. I said “i noticed you’re not bringing Max up in this conversation!” She is such a sexist pig, clearly hates females. She said that she doesn’t have a problem with him not flushing, she said he’s always polite and asks before he takes food. (here we go with fat shaming Chantel again) I said my baby doesn’t have to ask to eat, it’s her right.
So my brother now wants $30 that he claims I stole in cans.. and i can tell you right now, it was only $27 because those brisk cans aren’t recyclable. The machine spits them right back out, so he’s a goddamn liar.
OH and my mother tried saying that i should consider changing my eating habits for my daughter’s sake! HYPOCRITE. I called her out on that so hard, and she fucking said that she was young when she had me and naive and made mistakes, and she sees now where those mistakes and choices have gotten me, and she regrets it all, and that i should seriously consider my future actions carefully to better ensure and protect my daughter from leading a life similar to my own! Can you believe this cunt?! I am DONE with these people. DONE.
I got my daughter home and asked what she had to eat. She said she was starved, so I put 4 corndogs in the microwave for her and drizzled syrup on them. That’s fine, whatever, GIRLS NIGHT!
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