Things you want to say to people but can't.

[MaybeIamUngrateful]

Mine is to my 2 sisters and 4 brothers, all adults.

I WANT TO BE AN AUNTY.

obviously I can't say that for various reasons,one being that it's none of my business.

But I've had my children, (ones and adult)and been sterilised and I want to be someone's fun aunt

I dont love you anymore

I often just want to say
"no I can't do any more for you than I already do"

"I'm bored now please be quiet"

"Stop moaning, it's really not a huge problem"

"Yes I know I'm odd and eccentric, but you're quite stupid"

"If you loved me you'd not just let me be me, but give me the time to just 'be'

"No, I do not feel compelled to cuddle babies, stroke kittens, cook, and care for everyone just because I had the misfortune to be born female"

"Yes I've got titts, stop looking at them, they are nothing remarkable"

I could say quite a lot, I'm having one of those days where I'm screaming silently inside.

Mother, fuck the fuck off and fuck off some more, I am 55 stop trying to control me.

Headed home for a long weekend, made arrangements to see my three closest friends, drove to see my elder lemons, (one of whom was away so I couldnt see her) made two evenings for her and then she says oh Aunt M has just rung, I may have said to her that you your sister and I would meet her for lunch.

I said I can squeeze her in for coffee, turns out said Aunt is unwell so it is a moot point.

Last night over dinner with friends someone said ooh you have been busy, she snipes yes too busy for her aunt.

Normally I would just suck it up, last night I said, if my adult aunt wants time with her adult niece then I suggest she contacts me direct and not deal with me through my mother.

Her face was a picture.

My sister had to go to the utility room and stuff a sock (clean I hope) in her mouth so she wouldn't be caught laughing.

So in conclusion fuck off Mother I am 55, not 15.

Stop telling me how well I look and how healthy my colour is.. I have stage 4 cancer. I am neither well nor healthy and you are minimising my problems.

And stop asking me how my scans went. You lie down and get shunted in and out of a machine. They don't go well or badly - they just go. Ask me instead about when I will know more and what the consequences might be.

STOP PATRONISING ME. I STILL HAVE A BRAIN.

Take me home and shag me, SR, please FFS

TwitterQueen

I hear you and I am sending love and genuine empathy. xx

I know you are having problems ttc but I have had crippling post natal depression for 8 months and I don’t know how to get better. My life might seem perfect from the outside but I can’t cope and I’m failing my children

Brother, your wife is an absolute bitch. The nastiest person I've ever met & I know she will push you away from your family. But I can't say that to you.

M, I dread to think what he's like in private, if the verbal abuse and derogatory remarks he so openly and frequently throws your way is anything to go by. Your parents think he's hilarious, and you just roll your eyes. I worry your newborn will grow up speaking to you in the same way. I pulled him up before when he called you a stupid, fucking bitch. But ultimately, if you find that acceptable, I have to take a step back.

Thank you BreevandercampLGJ I truly appreciate that.

BTW, how were the elder lemons?

To my father: Congratulations. None of your children have any contact with you. I know you pretend to be puzzled about why, and that you say you don't know why, but you do. And we know you know. Hope what you got from it was worth it.

Fuck off and stop being such a fucking snob, someone's value should not be dependant on how big their house is, how much money they earn or whether their profession is one that you deem 'better'.

If I have to nod along politely to one more of if your inane stories about someone's son who is doctor or daughter who married some rich fucker I am going to kill one of us.

Oh and owning horses and parading them round the country does not make you posh it is just animal cruelty!

Ohhhhh that feels good !!

Please stop saying how tired I look or how I must be exhausted with our six week old baby. He sleeps a perfect 4-6 hours a night and besides me keeping getting up to feed him, I'm doing fine too.

Please stop saying it'll get better soon. I'm in absolute paradise and could not love my son more. There's nothing that needs to get better.

Please stop saying the baby weight will drop off. I've already lost what I gained in pregnancy and more; I'm healing well, thanks.

IM DOING PERFECTLY WELL AND I AM LOVING BEING A MOTHER SO FUCK OFF WITH ALL YOUR STUPID COMMENTS.

And breathe.

SIL, stop suggesting visits and family meals. We will always be “busy” because your child is a vicious little shit who repeatedly attacks my DC and isn’t disciplined for it. I’m sick of making excuses.

Sis, the road between my home and yours runs both ways. Come, visit my home on the odd occasion.

Also, don't moan (as our mother did) that I block you out when I'm ill. The last time I sent you a text telling you how low my treatment was making me feel, you didn't reply because you were too busy.

And if you recognise this, sis, yes, I guess it is passive aggressive

Twitterqueen I was wondering about I said I can squeeze her in for coffee may be with tea? No.

The elder lemons were sadly older than the last time I saw them, but still lovely, I am particularly fond of one of them. I love them all very much and they are all great for their age but one of them treats you like an adult, with the others you drop over to see them and your mother tags along and then they end up talking to your mother and throwing the odd comment your way. >

BTW when I was sick, I removed my filter, said what I felt like saying and if called on it, blamed it on the treatment and exhaustion.

Please stop trying to be my 'friend'. You are not a friend. You are jealous of me and you try and compete with me over everything. It's hilarious when you send me ridiculous texts about what elaborate things you are cooking for tea when, let's be honest you are likely having chips & beans or a maccy D. I really don't care either way. You don't have to compete in any way. It only serves to lower your self-esteem even further as you could never be as great as me

I am going to have to anonymise as far as I can this one, BUT

There's thing that's happening in my real life that is objectively bad and will be hard for lots of people.

But I realise though I don't rejoice in the bad thing that the only consequences it will have for me are positive ones

And I can never be honest about that with anyone and I feel extremely guilty and isolated by it

MW. I'm nice to you because you're my customer. I'm only as nice to you as I am to every other one of my customers.
The reason you haven't seen me recently is because the company are keeping me away from you because they know about the situation, and the messages you send me every day, even though I never reply, and we ALL know you have a girlfriend.

Your comments about me dressing up especially for you are creepy. Your comments about me becoming your dedicated rep are creepy. WE ALL SEE YOU.

You're a snake and you're embarrassing yourself. Slither off.

You know the new guy at work?

The one you fell over yourself to make yourself to look like you were really caring in front of me?

He's already got your measure sunshine and it's only been weeks.

And I hope he finds out what you did last summer.

I think you are super cool and funny and a fascinating person and I am a tiny bit in awe of you to boot. I would really like to get to know you better and perhaps get to eventually be your friend

To a couple of women who are currently complicated acquaintances. As adults, there’s no mechanism for telling somebody you’d like them to be your friend like there is when you are 6 years old. It would just be awks all round

'Why are you suddenly wanting to be my friend again. Since I moved house, Ive invited you over numerous times and you've not bothered. Now I'm seriously ill, you are all over me like a rash'

Your older brother is more academic than you. You can't do no revision at all, just like him, and still get good GCSE results like he did. And your little sister isn't as stupid as you think she is. If you don't put a bit of effort in now, in two years time she will get better GCSE results than you.

I'd like to shake him while saying this. Instead I just shove the revision books under his nose, keep him fed and watered, make sure he gets enough sleep and tell him I love him.