Life Of "A"

19-5-22 Witches and Family History

it has officially been a week since our fight. during that time i have had 5 breakdowns. 3 panic attacks 3 minor, 1 major. i have had breathing problems, anxiety. i mean my had was fucking shaking today while holding grandpas phone which dad gave to me to do something for grandpa. and i dont have shaky fucking hands im an artist. so thats been real fun.

we have talked but its brief snaps and answers from my part where as questions or prompts for something or the other from him.

theres news of my grandparents leaving us since their visas are about to expire and grandpa still hasnt been able to find proper work that actually pays. so everything has now been thrown into the mix and im just waiting for the scales to balance out and reveal an  answer.

in the case that they do leave. we (parents, me and Andy) will have to find a new place to live, preferably cheap af. which i am already on top of because dad saw this coming and told me months ago to start looking at apartment listings. and i already have about 5 to 6 top choices lined up. all under 500 dollars. and theyre not half bad. we also dont currently have a car which we are yet to weigh wit the other shitload of things that are on the downside.

but if gramps do leave i have 1 benefits. actually make that 2. i can keep 2 pet kittens. i was surprised when mom suggested this. we'll she of all people would understand what is like to be all alone. oh dear. STORYTIME!

im gonna go full Fletcher style in this (from the movie the gentlemen)- well maybe not FULL fletcher style but sort of.

Script: People who I believe are responsible for breaking my family apart.

The scene opens around 2004. Where my dads family went to my moms to court her. So my mom got married young. like really young at 21 barely. and dad was 28. Now youre probably thinking thats not exactly a recipe for disaster. Well how about now = IT WAS AN ARRANGED MARRIAGE. 

Yes. and while the first few months of their engagement were all moon and fucking stars. that was about to change real quick. Enter the first antagonist: dad's side of the family. Or more specifically his Mother. My Grandmother. Now since day one of their marriage my parents have been living with my dads parents. Heck their honeymoon wasnt even a honeymoon as much  as a fucking family vacation. this is because my dad and his mother were inseparable even though my grandmother wasnt welcoming of my mother and always vindictive and went out of here way to ruin shit for them.

ok bear with me my darlings im trying to go in chronological order but this 16 years worth of fuckery is tangled up and i wasnt even present for the half of it. Therefore i am only putting forth what i have been told and based on my own observation who i believe is true and not exaggerated. 

Now, this marriage is already doomed to fail so lets bring the spotlight to the another member of my dads side of the family. The doux réason for my family's demise. Lets call her Aunt Ursula. Now she had just been married a year prior to my parents and was on iffy terms with her husband (much like with her current one as well from what ive heard). And they were mad that she wasnt bearing a child for the husband. So when she finally gets pregnant everyone's thrilled. and she has a boy! yee fucking hoo! points for the in laws. little did they give a shit that she almost died during the process. lost tons of blood, which my dad very generously donated to her to live, and as and added (necessary) bonus they had to take out her uterus and the doctors accidentally made a wrong incision which caused her to have a medical condition at all times which i wont be naming cuz like HIPPA. does that apply here? Anyways.

Now i hope youve understood everything so far because this is where the story gets complicated.  and if you thought that what ive said so far is complicated good luck wrapping your heard around what im going to tell you next.