Mine was Boxing Day-the kids and I where never invited for Christmas as it was ‘family only’ but my brothers and girlfriends/wives where invited to prove a point
My bloody evil mother summoned me and my children to come round to her house for a cheese board
It was me,my 3 brothers my dad,three girlfriends/wives and my children
I wasn’t keen on any of the cheeses on offer but tried to make the most of it
I picked up a knife to cut some soft garlic cheese and my brother went mental
It was the ‘wrong’ knife and i was worse than a murderer for using it as everyone knew it was the cheddar knife (they where all from the same shitty set of knives)
I offered to wash it and that sparked it all off
It ended in my mother punching me (I ended up with a cracked cheekbone,a bloody nose and two black eyes),my dad screaming at my kids who where sobbing,one brother had to be pulled off me,another brother went for me with a carving knife (thankfully he’s a massive bloke and I’m a much slimmer female so I could move faster) the third brother was stoned and sat in the middle of all this,just scoffing his cheese and the wives and girlfriends pushing me out of the door,screaming at me never to come back as I was a ‘trouble maker’ and that they where going to phone the police for me assaulting them! (I didn’t pay a finger on anyone)
The year later,no invite (I’d gone very lc at this point) so I took the kids to maccys as a treat and we had a mooch round the sales
My mother hit the roof-I wasn’t to go to hers as my brothers had spoken,but I wasn’t to take my own kids out for a treat either-I just went nc at that point
They will never understand why I went nc and I now spend Christmas with my partners family (who have never punched me nor attacked me with a knife)