Distasteful conversation.

I get to mom's tonight, and she's fuming. My grandfather had stopped in to see her, and they had a conversation that resulted in my mother yelling at her father for the first time.

It starte out by him talking about my cousin's graduation dinner at the diner down the road. None of us were invited, but that's not really the issue. Something happened and something was said at that dinner to trigger negative thoughts of me by my grandfather. He told mom that he's disgusted that I'm living off of the state. What? I wish I was! It'd be a whole lot easier to pay for things. I get no state aid, bust my ass 40 hours a week and pay for everything on my own. No welfare, no food stamps. Nothing. I pay for my own health insurance too! Apparently because I have student loans, I'm living off of the state.

He was talking to mom about when I was a baby. My father beat my mother and tried to push her out of a window. Why?he was trying to hit me. I was 18 months old. Do I support this? No. Do I still love my father? Yes. My grandfather told mom that my father must have seen something in me and we both deserved it.

My grandfather believes I am living off of my mother. Yes, I'm sharing a car with her while I save for my own. Other than that, I do not ask her for a damn thing. Has she picked up a carton of milk for me while she was out? Yep. Have I done the same for her? Yep. I, again, bust my ass and do what I need to do for myself, and when I've needed assistance, I've gone to my uncle and paid off my debt in record time. (twice ever, once for online classes that needed the money up front. )

I know that my aunt Linda was at that dinner, and I know that for whatever reason she hates me. I know that in my 9 years of working, I have busted ass and worked harder than she has in her 50-some years of life. I know that I have helped her out numerous times without thinking twice, and have always been nice to her. (well, up until she started eating my groceries. )

Fuck her. Fuck them. I don't need a family full of spite and hatred. I have the Ropke side, an I still have some left on the Poppo side. Those who feel like talking negatively about me when they don't even know me can kiss my fat ass.