Wait. What? No.

E went to SIL’s birthday celebration (wine tasting in super hot weather followed by mediocre Italian food for dinner) while I stayed home. Got an annoying text from SIL that I was missed and hopefully we can get together soon for some “retail therapy.” Barf.

And because when it rains it pours: my brother’s girlfriend asked last week that they take a break (sounds like she is slow rolling an official break up) and while I’m really proud of her for recognizing this isn’t working for her… damn, sweetie, could you have waited a few days?

SIL two days before my dad’s service: I’m super behind on emails and busy with work so I won’t be able to make it after all :(

Look it’s not a competition and no one has the monopoly on grief but it’s actually confusing to me that my aunts and uncles (and even my stepmom to a degree) act like I have not suffered a huge loss. My dad is gone. Yes I have other parents and E and I’m 48 but I’m sad all the time and barely holding it together.

I get that my uncle has not made an independent decision for over 50 years (that’s what his wife is for!) but asking my stepmom about plans for the weekend like she’s Julie McCoy your ship’s cruise director is wild. Is she supposed to fill your time and provide you entertainment? You’re 25 minutes from San Francisco go to a museum idk. Bring your golf clubs and hit the driving range. Stare at the wall in your hotel room. Jesus Christ.

I thought planning a wedding showed me how insane people can be but planning this celebration of life for my dad has really opened my eyes to how truly bonkers some people are. Just like… who raised you? Have you zero awareness of manners or social skills or basic empathy?