Family

You know, I get told a week before hand that my brother coming home, I don't have time to ask off for it, but I work a 9 hour day, drive home at 10PM, get there at 11PM, ready to spend what little time I can with him before he leaves the country again. Then, you make this comment to me over and over, in front of everyone, and try to bring yourself up at the expense of me and my life. If it were almost anyone else, it wouldn't bother me, but make me laugh heartily. But since I care about you, the comment stings badly. It stings, not because others heard it in and of itself, but because my life is hard enough than to have my own flesh and blood publicly displaying their resent about my good fortune in front of a family member I hardly ever get to see and often wonder if I will get to see again once he leaves the country.

I have done nothing but bust my fucking ass, save and scrimp every dollar I can, take care of my own affairs without begging for money to bail me out at every turn for fucking myself over, and when something good finally comes my way, you took several opportunities to slight me because of it, as if I had any say in the matter. Why can't you feel good that things finally took a turn for the positive? All this after my car died in December, I had to buy a used one and do lots of work getting it in decent shape, I had to move to a new place (which meant a big increase in rent and a nice sized deposit, take on debt for the first time (which I was openly unhappy over), and deal with even more things to pay off every month. And yet, I'm the one that's open for attacks, however 'jokingly' they are supposed to have been.

I'm hurt and offended.