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Santa was good to me. Maybe that's because he's not related to me, because my actual family members made me feel like absolute shit. What I want to know is why people who "love" you, say such hurtful things to you? Especially on Christmas? My small family made me feel so terrible that I was about to walk out on Christmas dinner.
We're sitting there quietly in the living room, getting ready to open gifts. My grandmother inquires how we're getting to my mothers house later, if I in fact was driving her. I answered, explaining that Roger was driving to her house directly after work to take her and I both to my mom's. She was fine with that....
Then my Uncle set in -- "Who's Roger?"
"My boyfriend"
"OOOhh! You mean the older gentlemen taking you out? Isn't he a little too old for you? I heard he was 41."
Still proud, I respond "He's actually only 40, but yes... he's my boyfriend." I figured at this point that my aunt, pretending to be asleep on the couch next to me, has said something to him prior to this moment.
But then, Brian, my faggot cousin from Chicago chimes in "Well, that won't last long, I can tell you right now. You don't have ANYTHING in common with him, I mean... I'm 37 and I don't have anything in common with you! He must have something wrong with him if he wants to date a 21 year old."
My aunt still pretends to be asleep, and my grandma, sensing the tension, hands me a gift to unwrap. It happens to be the pretty black lace shirt with a tan underlayer that she got me, one that looks like you're showing more skin than you actually are.
My 400 lb uncle decides to chime in again -- "Better not wear that one around the old man, he might have a heart attack!"
Someone explain to me how this bastard can get away claiming he cares about me? Doesn't he know that Roger is the ONLY reason I'm excelling in school? My Uncle Phil was at home being too much of a fatass to be the one holding me while I cried about messing up an important project. How does he get away telling me the guy I care for is going to have a heart attack if he sees me in a sexy shirt?! He's the one about to have a heart attack, and I still love my uncle enough to care about that too!
Godamn.
Family Sucks. Thanks for letting me rant.
We're sitting there quietly in the living room, getting ready to open gifts. My grandmother inquires how we're getting to my mothers house later, if I in fact was driving her. I answered, explaining that Roger was driving to her house directly after work to take her and I both to my mom's. She was fine with that....
Then my Uncle set in -- "Who's Roger?"
"My boyfriend"
"OOOhh! You mean the older gentlemen taking you out? Isn't he a little too old for you? I heard he was 41."
Still proud, I respond "He's actually only 40, but yes... he's my boyfriend." I figured at this point that my aunt, pretending to be asleep on the couch next to me, has said something to him prior to this moment.
But then, Brian, my faggot cousin from Chicago chimes in "Well, that won't last long, I can tell you right now. You don't have ANYTHING in common with him, I mean... I'm 37 and I don't have anything in common with you! He must have something wrong with him if he wants to date a 21 year old."
My aunt still pretends to be asleep, and my grandma, sensing the tension, hands me a gift to unwrap. It happens to be the pretty black lace shirt with a tan underlayer that she got me, one that looks like you're showing more skin than you actually are.
My 400 lb uncle decides to chime in again -- "Better not wear that one around the old man, he might have a heart attack!"
Someone explain to me how this bastard can get away claiming he cares about me? Doesn't he know that Roger is the ONLY reason I'm excelling in school? My Uncle Phil was at home being too much of a fatass to be the one holding me while I cried about messing up an important project. How does he get away telling me the guy I care for is going to have a heart attack if he sees me in a sexy shirt?! He's the one about to have a heart attack, and I still love my uncle enough to care about that too!
Godamn.
Family Sucks. Thanks for letting me rant.