Fuck! My parents drive me nuts sometimes! My parents told me that my grandma recently began talking about buying a new car and getting rid of her mini van… she had a minivan because it was easier to get my grandpa’s wheelchair in and since he passed away last year she’s been wanting to get rid of it. Her mini van is 6 years old, practically no miles on it, perfect condition… and she only wants $4,000 for it. What a great deal. I told my parents that if she did buy a new car to let me know and I’d buy her mini van from her. I should have said something directly to my grandma! “Sure thing,” they said, “no problem.” Well… my mom comes up to me this morning (we work for the same company) and asks me if I can cover a couple of things for her this Friday and next Monday.
“Sure. No problem.” I said. “What’s goin’ on?”
“Oh, your dad and I are driving back to Ohio this weekend. Grandma bought a new Buick and we’re going back to get her van.”
“Oh. Are you bringing it back for me??” I asked.
“No. Dad and I are going to buy it.”
What the fuck!
“I thought you guys knew that I wanted to buy that. I said something about it a long time ago.”
“Oh, well. Your dad and I decided we’d buy it and just get rid of my car. You can buy my car if you want.”
Gee, thanks a fucking lot. You know that the head gasket on my car is bad and it’s going to cost us $600 to get it fixed. You know that I desperately need a new car because I drive 60 miles a day and my piece of shit isn’t going to last much longer. You know that we can’t afford to go out and buy a new car… even though that’s what we’re going to end up doing because I have to have something dependable to drive myelf back and forth to work and to get the kids around in. How fucking selfish of you to do this to me and how fucking dare you ask me if I want to buy your 10 year old, 100,000 mile granny mobile! Fuck you!
What the fuck do you need a minivan for anyway?!? Your almost 60 years old, no children, grocery shopping for 2… you don’t drive your grandkids around anywhere. It just makes no sense to me. I bet if Jeff and Becky (my brother and SIL) had said something about buying that van from grandma you wouldn’t have done this. I wouldn’t be surprised if you buy this van and then turn around and sell it to them… knowing that they have two nice PAID OFF vehicles and only one child! You know that my family has been struggling for the past year and yet you do nothing. When J & B were struggling you went out of your way to help them… so much so that you put a down payment on a new car for them because B’s kept breaking down! When I needed a new car… nothing. It’s just so fucking typical. It’s been happening my whole fucking life!
I should have known this would happen. My SO is always saying that I look to the positive side of things too much and I always see the good in people and that I need to start having the attitude that everyone is out to screw me… that way I’m not so angry, hurt, and disappointed when it happens to me. He was upset that my parents did this but he was more upset and how hurt and disappointed I was. He thought it was really shitty that they would buy this van for themselves knowing that we’re looking for an affordable and dependable car and knowing that I wanted to buy that van in the first place. I should know better by now. I’m not my parents favorite child and they’re never going to bend over backwards to help me out the way they do my brothers. I guess maybe I should start looking at the negative side of things. No matter how positive I try to be I end up getting ass raped! I’m fucking sick of it. Nothing has ever gone right for me before… why should it start now.
So fuck you mom and dad. Don’t expect me to ever tell you anything ever again. From here on out don’t ask me how things are going for us because you obviously don’t fucking care. You’ll give your two sons every fucking handout in the world but you won’t help me a bit. So don’t ask me if we have enough money for Christmas or enough money to pay the bills because everytime I’ve told you my worries you don’t do anything about it. Don’t ask me when I’m going to see my family with my SO working 12-14 hours days and me taking on a second job… fuck you all. You don’t fucking care because you never offer to help! You could at least offer. Never again will you kick me when I’m down. Fuck everything!