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I Am An Auntie

Except I hate being referred to as an Aunt, but I've accepted the job even if it makes me feel old despite my adolescence. The cutie was born a few days ago in the wee hours of the morning, I stayed at the hospital because I had nothing better to do. He didn't really cry when he was born, and still doesn't ever really cry. He's an abnormally quiet baby, it sort of feels like having a puppy so maybe when he learns how to speak I'll like him less. But for now I find him absolutely adorable, even if he's stolen my mother away for days and has left me to be alone with my thoughts and cause havoc on my otherwise peaceful environment. Usually my mothers around at certain times to tell me not to do things. But since she's with my sister helping her with the kid, I'm just left without a Jiminy Cricket.

So as a result I've been pissed off more than usual, to the point where I was sort of (absolutely) forced into therapy.

But I like my nephew so much I don't even feel the need to fuss, and the most I do at therapy is show pictures of my nephew and talk about movies. I don't really give my therapist the opportunity to change the subject.

And the theatrics that I knew would happen, happened. The father of the child threatened to go to court for custody, he's the manipulative type, sort of like me but not intelligent enough. I tolerated his obvious bullshit at the hospital when my sister was in labor but he's taken it a bit too far now. The fact that he even thought he could fool me or my mother was insulting enough, but now he's causing my mother stress with his antics. My sister's not smart like the rest of us, so it's only natural she'd be tricked so many times by this guy. At first I'd smile ear to ear when my sister would call about him and started crying on the phone, because it was obviously all her fault and a bit funny to hear. I think the problems easy to solve, but I guess I'll have to get involved since nobody knows how to get rid of a small pest like him.

I don't know if he's the abusive type or not, but that sort of person would find an excuse to hit someone like my sister. She doesn't know how to keep her emotions inside, it's easy to provoke her and make her feel or do whatever you want. He could easily call it self-defense, it's exactly what I do when I make her mad.

I really do hate meeting people similar to me, it really pisses me off.

I've got to get rid of him sooner or later, as an Aunt and the only competent person that seems to be around I feel it's my duty.
Or maybe that's just my excuse.

It'll give me something to do I guess, being an "Auntie" has really been interesting so far.


Damn I have to think of a better name he can call me when he gets older.
ozgirl512 · 26-30, F
You'll grow into it ;)
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