I know that when you're an adult there's a belief that you can do whatever the hell you want. Well that's not true if you live with controlling family members. I just turned twenty and can't to move out due to financial and emotional reasons. Anyway, last year my grandmother died.
I didn't know her at all. We lived in different parts of the country, never had a conversation, only saw her once or twice when I was under 7 years old. STRANGERS. All of my extended "family" are strangers to me.
Anyway, last year my brother forced me into visiting her in the hospital while she was in a coma, forced me to go to the Irish funeral wake (lots of hand shaking with strangers(, then to the funeral where I sat all by myself because my mother and brother ditched me. I was also forced to sit at the table at the top of a room with about thirty relatives I've never met in my life. And forced into seeing the body. The whole thing make me unbelievable uncomfortable because
1. I didn't know her so it made me feel like such a fraud being around people who were actually grieving. They were probably wondering who the hell I was.
2. I don't wear make up and I threw up on my black top in the car so I had to change into a pink sweater. So not only did my pink sweater stand out, but I have awful skin. I was very sick that day and felt like death.
3. My nosy "aunt" kept paying attention to me asking if I was hungry, cold, smiling in my face like i was crazy when i wasn't chatty enough for her. Also I overheard her very very loud voice announcing to the room next door "Sally's on the quite side isn't she?"
Basically, everybody treated me in such a weird, delicate way. Now, for the one year anniversery, my pushy brother is forcing me to go with him and y mom to put flowers on the grave. This includes visiting damn relatives who think I'm slow.
I've told him a million times I'm not going but they won't listen. All they say is "oh you will. You have to."
Why the hell do i have to? I didn't know her and everybody thinks I'm autistic. Its not as if any of them make an effort to visit me.
what would you do?
I didn't know her at all. We lived in different parts of the country, never had a conversation, only saw her once or twice when I was under 7 years old. STRANGERS. All of my extended "family" are strangers to me.
Anyway, last year my brother forced me into visiting her in the hospital while she was in a coma, forced me to go to the Irish funeral wake (lots of hand shaking with strangers(, then to the funeral where I sat all by myself because my mother and brother ditched me. I was also forced to sit at the table at the top of a room with about thirty relatives I've never met in my life. And forced into seeing the body. The whole thing make me unbelievable uncomfortable because
1. I didn't know her so it made me feel like such a fraud being around people who were actually grieving. They were probably wondering who the hell I was.
2. I don't wear make up and I threw up on my black top in the car so I had to change into a pink sweater. So not only did my pink sweater stand out, but I have awful skin. I was very sick that day and felt like death.
3. My nosy "aunt" kept paying attention to me asking if I was hungry, cold, smiling in my face like i was crazy when i wasn't chatty enough for her. Also I overheard her very very loud voice announcing to the room next door "Sally's on the quite side isn't she?"
Basically, everybody treated me in such a weird, delicate way. Now, for the one year anniversery, my pushy brother is forcing me to go with him and y mom to put flowers on the grave. This includes visiting damn relatives who think I'm slow.
I've told him a million times I'm not going but they won't listen. All they say is "oh you will. You have to."
Why the hell do i have to? I didn't know her and everybody thinks I'm autistic. Its not as if any of them make an effort to visit me.
what would you do?