Waking up by her children, Sandra was to the bathroom to make a face, she was sick and didn't at all feel good, also that day was there first Thanksgiving in the new home, Sandra wanted to do a big thing for her family and his but she felt so very sick.
Sandra then looked down to smile has Emily went to a leg to hold to then look to the other side to eye down to see Sarah who had her other leg, Sandra then slowly looked up to go see Diego still in bed to roll her eyes, she then got the girls ready then herself to have her one sister over, she was a chef at a restaurant and she came over to help cook the food given she couldn't be there that night since she had to go to work, Sandra and her were in the kitchen to be cooking up the feast for them to watch Diego who came down late, to have hugged the girls for a moment to then go straight to the car in the garage, Sandra rolled her eyes, her sister looked down to the stove.
"So.... How have you've two been?"
"Same old. I do everything and he only works."
"Is he helping with the girls or not?"
"No he isn't, now that's a daily fight, I always ask to where he tells me he's so tired, which I do understand, but I'm tired too, I unpacked everything in this house, feed everyone multiple times a day, fed him three times, I do all the house work and everything in between with pur families, only thing he does is work."
"I work a full shift every day and I still make time for family.."
"That's not him, he wants me to do everything, always tells me while his mother does everything like this and his only job is to work."
"That type of kind frame is outdated, everyone needs to work, everyone needs to pitch in."
"I know and he doesn't do that at all for me. I even told him I could get a part time job, I could help financially with the bills, but that's not what he wants, he wants me to get a job that pays has much has him, so he could take the girls over to house mother's and work on cars. That's not what I want."
"Diego sounds to be a little lazy right now."
"We're both in our semi late 20s, I don't understand why he is so tired. All the does is work, I literally do everything else, this is where our fighting happens, I then try to come up with solutions to get nothing. I don't know. I feel bad for the girls to see there parents fighting."
"They shouldn't have to see that."
Sandra nodded to then sniffle to go to the close living room to eye her father to the couch to retire over her kids.
"Are you okay with them?"
"Yeah, there just playing around."
Sandra couldn't help but to laugh has she saw that, she then turned to go back to her sister to help her has much has she could, given she hasn't eaten and was trying to get this done.
Eventually has the day went, Sandras other family started to arrive, then Diegos.
Sandra then went to the garage to eye Diego to see him sitting in his car to then shake her head.
He was drinking alcohol.
Sandra rolled her eyes to then go further about.
"Um Diego, your family is here."
"Is the food done yet. I'm starving."
Sandra narrowed her eyes a bit.
"You could have told me that, I could have made you something earlier."
"Not my job, yours!"
Sandra flexed her jaw to shake her head has Diego started to laugh.
"Do what you want then."
Sandra turned to then go into the house to be mad at Diegos behavior and didn't like the fact he was drinking.
Sandra then took in a deep breathe to then go about to entertain her family, the girls, do the rest of the cooking, clean in-between and entertain his family, eventually when the food was done, Diego came out to go straight to it to get his plate, to then go to his family who was sitting to the couch to start to talk Spanish with them and having a great time, Sandra signed to look down at her food, she wanted more of Diegos help and him actually wanting to be with her, Sandra rolled her eyes to then dig in given she hasn't eaten all day and she was sick, after dinner the night kept going, Sandra playing with the girls everyone looked up to be confused, she couldn't see Diego, she then got up to look to the garage to see nothing, she then went upstairs to go into there bedroom to place her hands to get hips to shake her head on disapproval, he was to the bed to be asleep, Sandra signed to then go to the bathroom given she needed to go, to then make a face, there was puke all around the toilet, she shook her head to then leave, this happened once before and Sandra cleaned it up but not today, helped she had two other bathrooms to go to.
When she went down she went to the living room to go and sit for Diego's mother to inquire about her son.
"Where is Diego?"
"Upstairs drunk."
His mother made a face.
"Sorry to hear that. He shouldn't be drinking, should be down here."
Sandra nodded with a face to continue to play with her girls, son everyone started to leave, her father went upstairs and Sandra came up with a thing to do with the girls given she didn't want to sleep next to Diego that night, they had an air mattress when her mother came over, so they used that for them all three to sleep together, has they laid, Sandra looked to her girls to lay a hand to her youngest who was to the middle to sign to close her eyes has tears started to fall.
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her truth
Non-Fictionthis is a story about a woman and what she has to go through with a narcissist, sociopath who has ruined her life even from the beginning.
