She Wins Again

Published January 10, 2015 by sadistickitten

   Last month, when my husband and I went to ma to celebrate christmas with my family.  If you read my last post, you wll remember that I wrote about How my sister couldn’t be bothered to come because that was the weekend she just had to get her meds fixed.  She had to go into the mental ward that day we drove down, it couldn’t be the week before nor the week after of course not because that just How selfish my sister is.

Anyway, after celebrating with my parents and getting the craptastic things that my sister got us I decided that I’m done.  To not even make time to come over when we drove 2 hours to see them she can’t be bothered.  Nor can she bother to have her own husband come down to celebrate with us.  Because that would be asking way too much.  But you ask them or my parents, it’s that Jason hasn’t worked in weeks, nope then it’s well Jason was working that day so he couldn’t come down. What is it?

I had a long talk with my parents after this saying that I wanted nothing to do with Malinda anymore.  That is no longer  a part of my life.  That if they respected me at all they wouldn’t bring her up nor annoy me with her.  A few weeks ago when it first happened, I thought that was the end of it. However,  just like my sister does she ruined that.  I asked How my niece liked her gifts when I called my parents (to ask about a sympathy card for a pet, where they got it).  My dad says you mean your sister???  No I mean How did my niece like her gifts, not How did my loser sister who’s a fucking brat and spoiled like her gifts. Not what I asked. 

Then my mom goes to tell me that she gave my sister my cell phone number and text number without even asking me prior.  She claims that she sent me a text and that she also called me and left a voicemail message for me.  No I didn’t get Any text nor voicemail from my sister because she lied to my parents saying that she did text me and call me.  What part dont they understand that is so hard for them to understand?  No I don’t want anything to do with my sister.  I don’t want her to have my cell number nor my text number but of course because my sister is their favorite, they respect her wishes and not mine.  I don’t care if she wants my email address or anything else of mine, you don’t give it to her.   You tell her another, but of course my mom being whom she is has to give to her.  I get zero respect from them.

Now I have to Write up a letter to my parents explaining that I do not want my sister to have my phone number, email address, new mailing address when we move (if they further piss me off, I’m completely OK with blocking them out of my life), nor my text number either.  I dont know why they are having such a hard time with respecting my wishes.  But they have zero issue with respecting malindas.  They respected hers enough that they had to screw me over.  They had to piss me off by bringing her up and giving her my contact info. I’m not a terrible bitch, I’ve tried over and over again to keep in contact with her.  To Write to her (she writes me a cue card saying hi), text her, call her but all have gone ignored.  I’m done putting myself out there for her.  Every relationship is 50 50, doesn’t matter what it is.  For Any relationship to work both people have to put themselves out there. 

My sister doesn’t want that contact with me.  Great, fine I’m OK with that.  She keeps pulling this shit with our parents, every few months saying I’ll contact her, sure what’s her number.  Oh sure I’ll do this or that just to get our parents off her back.  I don’t fold like she does.  I don’t lie to our parents just to make them Happy.  I won’t sit there telling them yes I called her already and left her a message.  If she did, I would have proof in my text apps and I don’t.  Because my sister ladies and gentlemen didn’t call me nor did she text me.  She has never and will never contact me. 

She did send me a thank you note in the mail.  God so fucking fake even my husband looked at it going really?  She’s just so fake.  She means nothing she says. She wrote some crap about How thank you so much, you spoiled us again we are grateful.  Rme. She doesn’t mean it and never will.  Shes a powerful manipulation person. I’m beyond pissed off that she would pull this shit again.  Trying to convince our parents that once again she’s the one putting the olive leaf out there and I’m not accepted it.  Your darn right, and I know by doing that she will once again look like the better daughter. The favorite but nothing will change that in my parents eyes.  The sun will always shine out of her ass no matter who tells them otherwise.  My own grandmother could come out of the grave and tell them what a cult of a daughter Malinda is and they would think she was talking about me.  Proving that once again, I’m not the favorite.  That I am once again put aside discarded and thrown away.  If they want us to get along, this isn’t the way to do it.  Forcing both of us to get along or talk will only further piss both of us off.  My sister is better at hiding it, she’s got better practice then I do.  She’s been doing it all her life and me just since I was in my late 20s.  I’m sorry that im a real person and some fake person.  I hate that I have to go through this again with my parents.  It’s getting really old.  If they can ignore me, make me the last person they bother with and bring her up all the time then I will just stop talking to them.  I will stop contacting them, letting their calls go to voicemail, ignoring their texts, etc. Hey they do this to me becuae my sister had an emergency that they had to attend to asap. 

An emergency that is always more important then anything that I have to say. If I was dying n the hospital, my sister would say she needs to be brought to the mental Ward becuaes she can’t handle my death.  Rme. Which will take my parents away from me to attend to her.  Because I’m going to die so what does it matter if they deal with their alive daughter.  Ugh. I feel so very unloved. 

They act like I don’t have Any stress in my life. That my life is perfect.  Nope it’s not.  Things go wrong, Tony has problems at work, but unlike my loser sister I just don’t advertise that to everyone.  I don’t Write a huge novel saying How much everything is bothering me unlike her.  I have a family who loves me, and I don’t mean my parents.  I mean my husband, and 2 cats.  They just as much of a part of my family as my husband is.  When I lost my last cat, I was upset and depressed.  I have to deal with showings, asshole next to me talking loudly on his damn phone (yet he knows that is How he got that room in the first place), him coughing when I say 2 words outloud and not text them to Tony instead. Yet he can talk loudly on his fucking phone??????  Yeah that seems right. I get zero respect from him, nor do I get respect from my own parents.  Totally fair. 

Earlier tonight, I had to put on music like I did with the other cunt that used to live in that room because she wouldn’t stfu.  At least he had enough common sense to go into another room after I put on the music.  If I did that, I would get a nasty email from our landlord telling me I reminded you this already but you’re not getting it, keep it down.  Smh he has 1 room to live in, we have like 4 or 5 rooms to live in.  Our bedroom isn’t right next to the door, but thank God it’s not there.  It would be annoying to hear him all night long with his annoying fucking machine.  His voice sounds like an idiot anyway, so fucking stupid and loud. Whenever my parents call, I either talk in the laundry room or the bathroom.  Neither room has a comfy chair to sit on, None of them have Any place to really sit on for long periods of time.  One time when my parents called I talked to them in the bathroom on the mat.  Those mats are comfy for your feet but not for long talks for over an hour.  My ass hurt and I was in my towel because I just got out of the shower. 

I did all that because I didn’t want to get an email nor did I want to get yelled at nor did I want to hear him through items against the door.  Yet if we did Any of that, we would get a nasty email from our landlord because he’s a friend of a friend of hers.  Rme I like it How we can keep it down all the time that the other girl was here and even when our landlord lived here yet we keep getting told to keep the volume down.  OMG people are such assholes.

I Love the fact that I’m the bad daughter because I don’t want contact with my sister.  She’s the great person because she unlike me, has tried to contact me.  Rme I’ve been there before.  I was the one calling her, texting, writing, emailing, etc. But I stopped because she made it clear more times then not that she doesn’t want to keep contact with me.  Once again, she’s lying to our parents saying she contacted me when she has not.  I have text apps that will tell me someone will call me.  I get voicemails even I do not use it it still shows up.  People have called me on the apps I think that’s a mistake but they have still called and it notifies me. 

I know my cell phone number but I didn’t tell my mom because I don’t want my sister calling my cell phone.  I prepay my minutes, I don’t need to waste my minutes because she decided to really call me.  Which she won’t because this is my sister were talking about. She only does it if she wants something from me.  Let’s face it, with me 2 hours away there’s nothing that I can do for her.  She already got her Christmas gifts which we’re cheap mind you.  When she gives us a 5 dollar fountain, and a 50 cents candle.  Yeah come on try harder you bitch.  Where is the hello Kitty??????????  There will never be Any hello Kitty because she has never bought me anything nice.  I don’t care if she sends me something next year, I will return it.  But I won’t make my poor niece suffer, she will get a gift card for toy r us. Then Claire’s when she gets older so my sister can’t steal it and use it for herself.  Later on  in my nieces life, just like How I realized about my aunt that my mom is a fucking cunt that her mom is one as well.  She come to that realization one of these days.  She will fight with her mom in a few years and I know because my sister is exactly like me in many ways.  As much as it pisses off my sister, it’s true.  It’s why I dyed my roots, we were looking way too alike.  But Grammy loved it this way and don’t worry Grammy I won’t change my hair color I know you will haunt me and be upset as well.  For your honor, it will always be black. 

Well now that I feel gross I’m off to wash today and all the stress that I went through with my fucked up my parents. Ugh a thank you note REALLY??  Ugh. Some people don’t know How to stop huh? Oh Yeah a thank you note will totally change everything between us too.  That won’t even change one thing.  She didn’t bother saying sorry Jason couldn’t make it.  Nope just Thanks for everything.  Grrr I need another drink

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