I am prepared for this madness. I said intellectually. Emotionally somewhere in a small tiny dark room in my heart I'm still pissed, annoyed, embarrassed and angry.
Well these motherfuckers decided to ruin my dam thanksgiving.
About two weeks ago my nephew[son of aforemention Kim, also older sister of mine] ran away. That's what I'm calling it. He just..never came home one day. Yes, he is 21 BUT he is legally blind, has cerebral palsy, and one leg is shorter than the other. All you morbid people can laugh now - I probably would...my boss laughed when I told her about him. Fucked up right?
So he isn't independent in any sense of the word. He moved to his girlfriends aunts house to sleep on the couch -- for real. So he
Short and sweet. I spend my dam thanksgiving cleaning my mothers back room so that my nephew could move in. After we went to the house and saw that this bitch was crazy, and ghetto, and crazy (did I mention the boyfriend from jail who was coming home in December? no? well...yeah) we moved his shit pronto.
Sigh. My family is crazy. When I go home to NYC I can leave it behind and BE who I choose. But going home is a bitch.