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My mother found out about my terminal illness via the family grapeline and came to our house over the holiday. My wife and her met for the first time since we got married and I'm not sure what the fuck my mother thought she was doing.
Did she come to make amends for being an abusive sack of shit? Cause if she did, that's not what it came across as.
By the time my wife finally got fed up and told her to leave, she had a) implied I wasn't really dying because I wasn't even 30 yet (thanks so much for reminding my wife that I'm dying young) b) implied my wife was a gold digger because she's closer to 40 (thanks) and c) actually had the sheer GALL to say we were lucky that our adoption papers fell through that one time because otherwise there'd be a kid in this mess.
I just...WOW. Like...I would have thought that she would have mellowed considering that she'll be loosing her last child once the inevitable happens and instead she pulls this bullshit? Like...what the fuck was even the point of coming down???
It's bad enough that I'm going to be leaving the love of my life alone. Bad enough that I can't even leave her with more than memories and money, that I can't leave her with a child to help ease the pain of my loss but you couldn't even be fucking polite for five fucking seconds??
Like, fuck you. See you in Hell, you piece of shit.