In recent months I thought something of a fundamental change had happened with regard to my relationship with my family. Following many years of bullying, ignoring, abusing and all the rest (which apparently I have imagined), things had felt a little easier. There seemed to be a new way forward in regards to how they behaved. Chief amongst this was my younger sisters attitude and frequent statements from her to the effect that if my depression and unmanagable mood swings were getting to me, I could always ring her.
Which was refreshing to hear, seeing as they all to a man took a very dim view of my mental health roundabout. This went in cycles from "interventions" that left me suicidal to telling me I was being "bold" ie. naughty and attention seeking. Did i not see how it affected everyone and so on.
So, yesterday. Mothers day. I ring my mum to pop round with a card and all the rest. No one home. Everyone is at my sisters. Much as I had guessed. We put the card in anyway. later that evening, my mother calls. A tone in her voice of light hearted "Oh thanks for the card, was at DS's, should couldn't find her phone to call you".
Right.
I cannot believe that I cannot trust my family an inch. I feel appalling, horrific. there are no words. who the fuck are these people? They deceive me into believing they care....then this. So callous, so casual and all of them colluding.