My family irritates the living shit out of me. I really have no idea how in the name of all that is holy that I came out half way normal. I really don't.
There's my Dad. The racist. Who for the most part is easy going and laid back and just doesn't give a shit in general.
There's my mom. The hypochondriac, racist and all around crazy bitch.
Then there is my sister the narcissist and my brother the drug addict.
See, you're thinking that my propensity to overindulge in vodka libations is well earned now aren't you?
So...this weekend is my niece's (drug addict's daughter) birthday. They are having her party at my sister's house because she has a pool. My mom calls me this afternoon telling me she will pick us up on Saturday. I was a little perplexed and said "I thought The Narcissist was picking up the boys." <---that was last I had heard about the party.
My mom proceeds to go off about me not taking The Toddler to the party. It's a pool party, she'll have fun, blah, blah, blah. Now, I had already told The Narcissist that I wouldn't be bringing The Toddler because she has out of control eczema. It's all flared up right now and she is broken out from the top of her neck to the tips of her feet. The pool water? Yeah....that's exactly what she needs, something else to irritate her skin and dry it out even more. I decided to keep her at home, rather than take her to the party because the heat and sun only exacerbate the itchy dry skin, and it isn't fair to her to see all the other children playing in the water when she can't get in.
So now, I'm the bad guy? WTF? I mean, they just can't imagine why I am not going to come and at least let her play with the other kids. It's just awful that I would miss my niece's party. I'm a monster mom because I won't take her in the pool. I'm the worst Aunt ever because I am not going. Why don't I just take her to a new specialist about her skin already? Blah, blah, blah.
I am so pissed I could spit nails. We have tried every effin' cream, ointment, herbal remedy, oatmeal bath products, oil this, hazelwood necklace that. It really bothers me because my baby is miserable ALL THE FUCKING TIME and then I am a monster because I might miss a pool party to save her additional irritation?
It's official. I am divorcing my family.
