I just FOR ONCE want us to do what I want to do
As a family. Without it having to be my birthday. Just for fucking once. I suggested we enjoy this nice weather and go mini-golfing. A nice, fun, healthy outdoor activity. Naturally, someone's sick, someone is working late at the office and someone's pretending to be deaf and ill today.
But they make plans all the time without ever even thinking of me. Two of them are going to a play in 2 weeks. I would have liked to go, but am no longer interested because they've extended a guilty invitation only after I blew up about not being invited after hearing it through the grapevine. Even though we live together.
Oh, she's figured out there might be a reason I'm cross and irritated. Of course, it's my fault I thought of myself for once. Now I'm a terrible person for forcing the next future contender, for My 600 Pound Life to think of someone other than herself for once. Homelessness can't be a much worse than this.