*sigh*

its been a super long time since I've done anything on here. Partly because I know no one reads it. actually... that is the whole reason. But I told myself, since i can't keep a physical journal since nothing interesting ever happens to me, I have to keep some sort of account of what the hell is going on in my life, even if only to look back on and remember.

so, here goes. I no longer talk to my grandma nor my aunt.
whom, i know YOU don't know, but i was extremely EXTREMELY close with.

long story short,
my grandma fell.
had hip problems for a month.
fell again. went to the doctor and they found out that on top of her physical injuries she had E. Coli, and another injection of some sort in her blood as WELL as a urinary tract infection.she was in the hospital/nursing home for 2 weeks and my mom and i were terrified. I was just about to fly out there to take care of her. During those 2 weeks, she got confused from her medication, and was not making any sense in her speech. it was very scary.
Anyways, So she mad a full recovery (thank god, strongest 90 year old I know.)
and my Aunt whom until now I've always had the utmost respect for, made the decision that it is time she moved in with her.
I did NOT like this for a number of reasons.
the only reason my gma was weak and ill in the first place was because she had 3 separate things ailing her that she didn't know about.
She lives in a senior apartment, and she is so popular that she has about 30 people visiting her throughout the day. 1-3 every hour MINIMUM. I know she would of been find there for another year or 2 given that they put one of those life alert things in. I know she wanted to stay, she had her friends there, and things to do, and people took her out all the time. I knew she was going to be miserably at my aunts because my aunt and their whole family works non-stop and she wasn't going to be able to do anything which was going to make her depressed and get sick and 'go' earlier than intended.

so those were my initial reasons to be upset with the idea in the first place. Then, my aunt decides that she is going to give my car (yes, Give. and since you don't know, I had a 1976 Volkswagen bug, that my grandpa fixed up for my before he passed, rest his soul, that i worship. its one of the ties i still have with him and he was also a huge part of my life. when my parents moved to NH* they *sold* the car to their neighbors, but only after we looked for every other possible solution first. Neighbors never paid, yet my car is still there. After talking to them they said they couldn't afford it, but would keep it there. I was happy cause I never wanted to sell it in the first place. So now its waiting to be towed to my parents new place back in Cali.) Anyways so she decides she wants to GIVE my car to my cousins fiance, so HE could sell it for money for himself.

*another story for another day.

what the fuck? she didn't even call me or ask me, or talk to my parents. in fact she GAVE it to him. told him he could have it. LOL@HIM. I'd like to see him try to get it. my mom has the title and its at some persons house. hah. but the fact that she had the audacity to give my car away without asking me, disturbed me... and that's when i noticed things were changing.

After that, she told grandma that she wouldn't be able to see my parents often. Maybe once a month if my aunt decided she could take grandma down there. my mom was raised by this lady, and my aunt says she only gets to see her once a month? i was appalled at that, and so was my mom.

and that is when the brainwashing began. My parents and I noticed that gma started calling less and less. then she was starting to get irritated with us. then, her son, my uncle got thrown into jail(again...)and she was devastated. My aunt said she was not allowed to bail him out. so she called my parents crying, begging them to help. my parents took the little money they had and bailed my uncle out, leaving them with no phone or Internet for that month and late on their rent. my uncle said (PS i realize this is a long story and not as short as i intended.) he would pay my parents back. my parents are having a really hard time finding jobs and they really needed the money back.

months ago, my grandma allowed them to have their checks direct deposited into her account. so, my mom has access to the account to check and see if her checks came etc. she always told my gma when she was taking HER money out. after my gma moved in with my aunt my aunt changed the info so my mom couldn't get her last check out. i was told to call and ask what was going on since like i said, my mom bailed my uncle out for my grandma, and had no phone. I called and grandma is telling me she changed her info cause she "lost her card." i believe that was a lie made up by my aunt but i didn't say anything. i got an answer and was going to email my mom and tell her. But my grandma puts my aunt on the line.
my aunt has an attitude from the beginning. this is how the conversation went:

Me: "Hi aunt bonnie, i was just calling to ask about grandma's account cause my mom was just wondering if her check went through."
B: "what check???"
M: "I'm not sure. her last check from the census job maybe?"
B: "um.... OK... well who's account is she trying to get into? Mine and grandma's????" (she said this sort of annoyed. Also, I did not know that my gma's account was also in my aunts name. )
M: "No. Grandma's old account that she let them use for their checks."
B: "that's MINE and Grandma's account... Not Dawn Marie's." (my moms name. also she said this so disgustingly rude, it caught me off guard. i went on the defensive.)
M: "well grandma gave them permission to use it...."
B: "well I'm straitening it up now. Grandma can't have a messed up account she has new bills to pay, ambulance, hospital bills... your parents have all these pay pal transfers of 20 dollars from her account, they've totally ruined her account, i don't even know what these pay pal things were for. Grandma doesn't remember at all...." (idk if you could tell but she said it like she was accusing them of stealing also most of this is verbatim, but can't remember what she actually said there, i will edit it later when my mom looks at the email i sent her after it all happened.)
M: "well, my parents would never steal from my grandma......"
B: "Well how do you know, Chelsea???"
and then i got upset.
M: "how could you say that? that really offends me that you would think my parents are stealing from grandma..." (i said this with a bit of restraint, and you could tell i was upset, but i did not yell)
B: "Oh god here we go.....*some kind of rude stuff that i can't remember but it made me really mad."
M: *now crying* " Let me talk to my grandma. now."
B: "not while you're all freaking out like this."
*hangs up*
which... made me... hysterically insane.... like pissed and murderous.
i called back
I'm not going to do the rest of the convo
but it involved me scream crying, her calling me names and hanging up 3 more times.
and then leaving the phone off the hook so i couldn't talk to MY grandma.
finally i called her cell, and she was taking my aunts side... i was astonished... like... i couldn't believe it... and finally i was so upset i told her that she changed, and she wasn't my same grandma anymore, and when she wanted to talk to me, she could call me back.

I told my mom the whole story, and she emailed my aunt.

after that i got a bunch of texts telling me i am a lying little witch, a screaming banshee ( i was fucking upset....)telling me i am a horrible immature person (yet she's sending me these texts? lol?)

and i haven't talked to either of them since.
nor has my mom.
they sent my sister a letter saying "sure do love YOU."
with money.

my mom and I are torn up and broken hearted because she raised both of us... we don't really know what to do...and my grandma doesn't care anymore. i lived with her for so long and she hasn't called me. and my aunt has told me never to call again...

so there is that.

and now I'm a permanent resident here in new york with Dan
and I have a job at a daycare.
and that's the story of my life to date.
my wrists hurt a little now from typing so much, i will talk about my job more another time.

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