“You’ll regret this!!!!”

 

My Mikey, I love you

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Yesterday afternoon, I got into it BIGTIME with Nanny.  I think too big.  I have to tell a bit of back-story here for this all to make any sense.

Yesterday morning, Nanny told us that we needed to take all OUR bread down to my Aunt Martha at her office, because if it stays here, it would just go stale.  We said no.  My Mikey put it in the freezer instead.

Later on in the day, I went inside to empty the chamber pot (as I’ve come to call the pot of our portable potty chair).  When I came out of the bathroom, Nanny told me to set it out on the porch….she had to talk to me.

I freely admit that those words triggered hostility in me. I HATE hearing the words, "We need to talk" or "I need to talk to you", because people always say the absolute worst hateful shit when they start that way.

This was no exception.

Nanny said, "You’re not gonna like what I have to say.  It’s about Laurie."

I asked, rather acidly, "What’d she do NOW?!!!!"  Nanny told me not to talk like that.  I had this insane notion that because she told me not to be that way, maybe this talk would be different from the others we’ve had, so far.  It was.  It was worse.

She starts in on how she told us that we needed to take ALL our bread to Martha, and then Laurie took it all with us to our building, which was not the case, but I didn’t realize it then.  I looked at Nanny and said, "It was our bread, Nanny!"

She made it out that Laurie was being greedy for wanting to keep our little amount of food and not give it to my aunt before it goes bad.  Now, how the fuck do you combat that in a reasonable way?!!!!

I told Nanny that we’d had to go and "beg for food", as she puts it, at the local food pantry.  She didn’t seem to care.  At that point, my anger flared up big, and I had to restrain myself from jumping up and getting directly in Nanny’s face, as I almost-yelled, "I don’t want to hear ONE MORE WORD about Memaw making us beg for food, either!  We had to do it here, too!"

Of course, it was "different".  Nanny gives us little bits of food sometimes, so she’s miles ahead of Memaw.  Fucking bitch.  She should realize by now, at least in her lucid moments, that Memaw was ALWAYS my GOOD grandmother.  Nanny is the BAD one!

Just the other day, Nanny called my sister, whom I’m none too thrilled with – but she’s still my sister – and told MH what a "thieving bitch, lowdown to steal from your own grandmother" etc.  MH was crying that day, while Nanny berated her.

BIG FUCKING DEAL, SIS!  You think I haven’t heard the same shit for over FIFTEEN YEARS?!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I feel bad for her, for some stupid reason.  I don’t like that Nanny made MH cry.  I also don’t like how anything that happens to anyone besides MH in life simply never happened until my holier-than-thou sister has had the experience.  Because SHE had not, up to that point, been accused of being such a bitch, she had the audacity to tell ME that I was STUPID to let Nanny’s accusations hurt my feelings.  Well, if I’m stupid, then it must run in the family.  Now my sister must be stupid, too.

Unhealthy fucking freaks!  What the FUCK is the matter with you nasty, petty THINGS that call yourself my family?!!!!!

How can you sit there and berate me for having feelings, and then have the NERVE to tell me that Nanny hurt YOU and made YOU cry?!!!!  Stupid pieces of shit!&nbsp

; That’s what you are.  You completely invalidate me, but want ALL the world’s sympathies when things go badly for you, even though YOU ASKED FOR IT!!!!!!!

It’s annoying when that happens, to say the least.  I mean when someone else suddenly jumps to the forefront to say something while I’m trying to have my say.

Anyway, about Nanny again….it all ended with her calling me a bastard and ordering me out of her house, because I had the guts to defend the love of my life against a nasty, bitter old Nazi bitch.  I screamed at Nanny, "You’ll regret this!  And SOON!" as I left.

Now, that might have completely fucked us all over.  Sounds threatening, even though it wasn’t supposed to.

In November, if not before, my brother is taking Nanny to court for a competency hearing.  That’s to what I was referring.

Eat that, pickled Nazi.

Jack