Soldiers Wife
Bronze Member
OK so my brother announces he is getting married in December in Louisiana. My attitude or it is SOOOOO WHAT! My monstrosity of parents wrecked any chance of him and I having a relationship. Now dont get me wrong I dont hate my brother I just dont care for his better than me, mom and dad loved me more attitude. He walks around with this I am so perfect attitude. I know my parents convinced him I am the worlds worst parent because my mother has always been jealous of me. At least that is how my grandmother tells me. ok ok I am getting off track here.....
My not wanting to go more has to do with my mother's evil husband. Granted my mom wont be there because she passed away from her alcohalism between 2 and 3 years ago. I want him no where near me or my precious angels. I know he will try and I am not sure I can keep the claws retracted and the b***** contained. My grandmother really wants us to go but I dont know if my PTSD will rear its ugly head or my new found backbone will get me into trouble. I warned my uncle that if we do go he may want to make sure he is between my children and the monster. I want to rip his heart out for all the pain he inflicted on my family. I still blame him for my mothers death. I feel he should be behind bars serving a life sentence for murder because he is the one that beat her so bad over the years that she turned to the booze just to cope through the next beating and rape.
I honestly dont know if I am going to be able to do this. The selfish side of me says to heck with it. I have my own stress and life here why the F+++ add to it. But a part of me wants to let my grandma know I still respect her and choose to go with her so she doesnt have to do it alone. I know she will struggle just as hard as I will to keep from ripping him apart. I have to let her know in the next few days whether the kids and I are going so she can order the tickets. I guess that is why I am freaking out.
My not wanting to go more has to do with my mother's evil husband. Granted my mom wont be there because she passed away from her alcohalism between 2 and 3 years ago. I want him no where near me or my precious angels. I know he will try and I am not sure I can keep the claws retracted and the b***** contained. My grandmother really wants us to go but I dont know if my PTSD will rear its ugly head or my new found backbone will get me into trouble. I warned my uncle that if we do go he may want to make sure he is between my children and the monster. I want to rip his heart out for all the pain he inflicted on my family. I still blame him for my mothers death. I feel he should be behind bars serving a life sentence for murder because he is the one that beat her so bad over the years that she turned to the booze just to cope through the next beating and rape.
I honestly dont know if I am going to be able to do this. The selfish side of me says to heck with it. I have my own stress and life here why the F+++ add to it. But a part of me wants to let my grandma know I still respect her and choose to go with her so she doesnt have to do it alone. I know she will struggle just as hard as I will to keep from ripping him apart. I have to let her know in the next few days whether the kids and I are going so she can order the tickets. I guess that is why I am freaking out.