Merry Christmas to everyone.
yesterday was one of those days that had been brewing for over 30 years. my sister and i got into it and i mean at the top of our lungs into it. she seemed clueless why i don't like the holidays. and i brought up being molested by a cousin. she acted like she has only knew about it for a few years now. so, when i told her that i told her, mom and dad in therapy when i was 13, she seemed dumbfounded. all of this came about after my mother fell again, this time in the kitchen. she was trying to walk holding on to the counter, instead of her walker, and sure enough, lost her balance and fell. she brought down a candle that was on one of those candle warmers as well. fun times. thankfully, she didn't hurt break anything on her body. she's going to be bruised and i'm pretty sure her clothes are ruined.
just another day in the house of dysfunction.
my sister and i agreed we need to work on our communication and that brutal honesty is the only way to do so. i also informed her that i am privy to all of mom's conversations with her financial planner, so if you have questions, come to me first. mom's memory of anything anymore is fucking shot to hell.
so, before all that fun shit, i did watch The Matrix Resurrections. it was great. i loved it.
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