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My family is trying to kill me.
Not literally, but sometimes I think premature grey hairs and a heart attack are imminent.
So my cousins are being confirmed this month. Jake and Connor are 13 and in their final year of elementary school - and Jake wants me to sponsor him. I'm not sure what that completely entails, it's been ten years since my confirmation and I think I blocked most of it out anyway, but I'd do anything either of those boys asked me.
However, Jake hasn't asked me yet. Why? Because there was a rehearsal mass last weekend and his mother (my mother's brother's wife - I don't like her, to put it bluntly) claimed she asked me to attend said mass and I told her that I was busy.
This? Is a flat out lie. She never made any effort to contact me. I was never asked. But Jake was incredibly upset, believing I had refused to come for whatever reason and spreading this upset to my grandparents, without me knowing about it. I don't like my aunt very much - she's rude to my mother and my grandparents, drinks way too much and scares her children in her alcohol-fueled tantrums, and is just a selfish person. But if it had been for the kids? I would have gone. Those boys are my favourite people in the world and I'm really upset thinking I disappointed them through something I was given no option to correct.
And then my grandmother incorrectly believed that I had been asked to go and refused, prompting her to be angry with me. That's hurtful, but not very surprising, since she tends to take my mother's side over mine all the time simply for the fact that my mother talks to her and I don't talk to anyone. I'm not angry about that.
Thankfully, my mother was feeling well enough after her brief hospital stint to attempt to smooth things over where I could not.
But now I'm treading on very thin ice. The confirmation is a single day after I return from Scotland, and if there's even one travel delay, I'm fucked. I really don't want to disappoint Jake a second time if I can prevent it but if I had known before yesterday that this was happening, I would have planned around it a bit better.
Argh.
Not literally, but sometimes I think premature grey hairs and a heart attack are imminent.
So my cousins are being confirmed this month. Jake and Connor are 13 and in their final year of elementary school - and Jake wants me to sponsor him. I'm not sure what that completely entails, it's been ten years since my confirmation and I think I blocked most of it out anyway, but I'd do anything either of those boys asked me.
However, Jake hasn't asked me yet. Why? Because there was a rehearsal mass last weekend and his mother (my mother's brother's wife - I don't like her, to put it bluntly) claimed she asked me to attend said mass and I told her that I was busy.
This? Is a flat out lie. She never made any effort to contact me. I was never asked. But Jake was incredibly upset, believing I had refused to come for whatever reason and spreading this upset to my grandparents, without me knowing about it. I don't like my aunt very much - she's rude to my mother and my grandparents, drinks way too much and scares her children in her alcohol-fueled tantrums, and is just a selfish person. But if it had been for the kids? I would have gone. Those boys are my favourite people in the world and I'm really upset thinking I disappointed them through something I was given no option to correct.
And then my grandmother incorrectly believed that I had been asked to go and refused, prompting her to be angry with me. That's hurtful, but not very surprising, since she tends to take my mother's side over mine all the time simply for the fact that my mother talks to her and I don't talk to anyone. I'm not angry about that.
Thankfully, my mother was feeling well enough after her brief hospital stint to attempt to smooth things over where I could not.
But now I'm treading on very thin ice. The confirmation is a single day after I return from Scotland, and if there's even one travel delay, I'm fucked. I really don't want to disappoint Jake a second time if I can prevent it but if I had known before yesterday that this was happening, I would have planned around it a bit better.
Argh.
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