Last weekend was Memorial Day weekend.
Typically we just hangout at home and maybe get some things done. We had talked to my sister and her husband that maybe we could go to my grandparent's to help them get ready for our aunt's wedding reception. (My grandpa broke his collar bone last week and we discussed that if it was okay with them, we would go help them out.) I had reached out to my sister yesterday morning wondering if we were going to go there and help out or not. I never received anything. I just assumed that we were going to go later this week and decided to hangout at home. I found out today that everyone went over there to help out. ONCE AGAIN, I was left out of things. No one called me, or answered my text/phone calls. I never once got the information that there was anything going on. That makes me look like the one who doesn't care. And I do care. I care a lot about being involved. But no one ever does.
Sometimes when this happens I tend to ghost them for awhile. Even though I know that they aren't even aware of it. This week I had already planned to watch my nephew so they could go to the baseball banquet with my oldest nephew. I don't NOT want to watch him, but I don't want to be anywhere near them right now.
I know most that would read this, or if there really is anyone that reads this, is probably thinking, "man this chick bitches about the dumbest things", or, "she should have just went over there and helped out even without their say so". Right?....Am I right?
Well shit happens and I let feelings hit me.
As pissed off as this happens, I am beginning to think that I will always be the "forgotten" one in the family. I know that is juvenile to think...but it's how I think. I do my best to not let it bother me. I should be used to it by now.
I think about moving all the time. I wonder who will actually care if I do or not. Sometimes I think that no one would even care. Other times, I think they would. Thinking about moving my son makes me anxious. But I know that it wouldn't be anything major. Getting my son out of his current school system might actually be good for him. He struggles a lot with school and they don't seem to want to help him anyways. Maybe a fresh start would be something we all need. It's not like my dad really wants to talk to me or my other family wants to see me. (aside from my grandparent's) I can always plan to visit as much as I can. I would hate to lose contact with them. Maybe it is time to make that change. I don't think I would want to quit my job. Knowing I will still see my sister and mom at work would for sure still be an issue. But at least I will be happy in a new home and a new location that I can call my own. Not that my current home isn't my own. No one has came to visit me but maybe 3 times. I haven 't had anyone come over and hangout. No one has come over to spend time with me. The only time I am asked to really hangout is if I am needed to watch the nephews or if they have a get together and I am part of a group chat. (I hate group chats)
Well...maybe me and my little family can move and still be forgotten somewhere else. I think it would an adventure for sure.
We will see.
Thanks for reading.
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