Wow....

My future sister-in-law, Andreana, was talking to Sharon last night. Apparently Sharon admits to what she did, at least about Shellie, and told Andreana why should she apologize since she did nothing wrong? She was perfectly right in what she said.

I cannot believe this woman!!

What is family?

I think my brother has magical powers. It started when we were young, and has lasted even until now. He has this uncanny ability to just calm me down and make me feel better. I don't even know how he does it. And he's right in what he says too. We can't let Sharon just get away with talking behind our backs about things so sensitive as weight. We can't let her think this behavior  is okay in any way.

Ash and I have been talking extensively about what is going to happen now. He's sad it has come to this, but I think he is ready to turn away if he has to. He's planning on talking about what she did as calmly as possible. The best scenario is that she admits what she did and just apologizes to all parties involved. Worst case scenario is that we walk out while telling her she isn't welcome in our house either.

But what I have definitely decided is that after the birthday party, I will not be going to her house again. My brother is right in that it needs to be a clean break away so she knows I'm not accepting her behavior. And in the long run, it's better for me. I'm so tired of pretending to like them. They are such fake people, and I can only handle a few hours with them before I get tired of the game. So it's better to just remove myself from the situation. If Ash wants to continue to go over there, then that is up to him. It's still his mother. But I don't have to, and I won't.

We'll see what happens this weekend though. Aaron has already told his mom that he is unhappy with all of this, and I'm proud of him for sticking up to her. I know he tends to lean toward not making waves, but this is his wife we're talking about and he has to stick up for her. And he did. And Ash will too. This birthday party will change things forever.

This bitch

Now that I'm a little calmer, I can actually talk about this better. So, my future mother-in-law, known from now on known as Sharon, is the type of person who has no qualms about making fun of someone behind their back. We've seen her do it many times, unfortunately. I already knew she talked behind my back, and it didn't really bother me because what she was saying was just so ridiculous it was funny to me.

For example, I'm a bad person apparently for saying "hi" instead of "hello" and how dare I call her by her actual name and not Mom. Um, you aren't my mom, you'll never be my mom. Get over it, Sharon..

Well on Friday, I let it slip to Shellie that Sharon had been making fun of her weight, which is a horrible thing to do to someone who has had problems with bulimia like Shellie has. I felt so horrible, not because I told her, but because of how badly it affected her. I felt responsible for the pain she was in. Aaron, her fiance and Asher's brother, then told us that Sharon had made a comment about how I've been ballooning up.

Now this wouldn't have bothered me except I was already very upset with my weight gain, all which is happening because of my medications which makes it impossible to really do anything about it. So that made it 100 times worse.

We spent yesterday kind of obsessing over it because we couldn't get it out of our minds. We want to tell her somehow that we know what she is doing. I want to hear Asher tell her that's unacceptable behavior and that we won't tolerate it. And then every part of me never wants to go to her house again. Shellie feels the same way, but she has firmly decided she's never going back over there while I'm on the fence because it's not really fair to people whose party is being thrown. Like Asher for instance. His birthday party is being thrown this weekend coming up. I can't just not go. It's for my fiance. Same with his graduation party later this month.

I think we're just going to go to Uncle Tom's this year for thanksgiving though. Not sure about Christmas eve yet. We'll see.

I just don't want to go back. I don't want to pretend I like this woman anymore. It's a lie. She's a horrible person, And not someone I want to deal with at all. I'm just done playing these stupid games.

Sharon, you're an adult. You're in your damn 50s. Grow the fuck up.

Oh hell no

So my mother in law apparently thinks its okay to not only talk shit behind people's back, but she also thinks it's pretty damn funny to make fun of other people's weight. How is that even close to okay? You're saying shit about 1. someone who is gaining weight because of meds and 2. someone who used to be bulimic, and we're talking about 2 different people here. HOW IS THAT EVER OKAY?

She makes me never want to go over to her house. I'm so done with her. I'm done pretending to be nice, pretending to like her. Because I don't. Her and her husband are horrible people, and if I have kids, they will NOT be around this shit. I'm so done.

Phone woes

I got a new phone. Not because I wanted a new phone. No. But because I dropped my phone into a bowl of water last night and killed it. You can imagine just how happy I was. But now my phone is purple, and luckily my old phone did a system backup of all my contacts, so even though my phone was unreadable, they were still able to move my contacts over. Thank the gods!

Oh thank the gods my friend is okay. That dream has had me messed up for a few days now, and he finally posted!

Freaked out

First off, I have a new symptom, and it's driving me nuts. This extreme cramping in my calves while I'm sleeping. It's so bad it wakes me up, and I don't know what to do. Nothing helps it. I usually end up bending my knees and just waiting for it to subside. But this sucks!

And now why I'm freaked out. I had a dream last night that I was at a graveyard and I was looking for my friend's grave. I couldn't find it, and I was so upset. I was crying. I needed to see that grave. The thing that really gets me is it was a very specific person. About a month ago he attempted suicide, and was saved. But I haven't seen him online in a couple of weeks, haven't heard from him. And now I'm freaking out.