Jan 14, 2012 18:29
During Christmas break, my aunt and her flatmate and long-time friend (I've known Tricia my whole life, and is, pratically, like a real aunt for me) have come to visit for few days.
Most of the times, I've been more than happy, but... something happened that I'm not sure how I'm supposed to feel about. Also because I think dad noticed it, and know... well, let's say I got some info I wasn't supposed to have and I'm not exactly sure how to deal with them.
My grandmother died when I was barely six. I didn't see her so much, since we lived at over 100 km of distance, and when she died, since she had lost long before I was born a leg, I assumed it was cancer - bone cancer. don't ask me if I just assumed it on my own or I was told. I don't know. This is what I've beleived, and what I,m basically, was been told, untill few years ago. and what dad keeps telling me everytime the topic come back.
While Aunt was here, though, the topic of how aprents can be proud and stubborn, coming to decline tehri choldren's help, come out, and she said these words: "Yeah, I know.I remember when I told mum I found her this palce in rehab, but she shouted at me, cried she could stop to drink whenever she wanted because she wasn't a drunk."
She kind of stilled as she said so, porbbaly because she got that we weren't supposed to know that - Drew and me, at least.
Well, I shouldn't know, but, basically, I already knew that my grandmother had alcohol issues, even if both she and dad didn't know it, and still doesn't. mum told me, few years ago, during an outbrust, during a time she thought dad was cheating on her (come out the "other woman" was the ex-wife of a friend, who kept begging him for help because she wanted to come back to her husband even if he was living with the former hooker he had been sleeping with for months. or so the gossip says) that she had gone to visit her during her last days, and she had been extremely embarassed because the doctor kept talking about alcohol-related health problems and she kept asking him why he was since she was suffering from cancer...
It's npt really that I need to know how to deal with this. I've kept this secret for years, even if soemtimes it's quite hard, and I feel kind of betrayed and cheated. It's just that... I've never talked about it before, you know? and there's this ground-rule, that we don't talk about it. But... I kind of needed, so here I am. well... was.
anyway, thank you for listening to whatever is reading it.
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