I have not had contact with my biological mothers side of my family for years. They are nasty people. Trump supporters. When I was young my father left my mom because she was a drug addict and my mom and grandmother lied to a judge about my father and both accused him of molesting me which did not happen. However, due to this, my mother was awarded full custody of me.
I grew up with a physically and mentally abusive drug addict. Constant pleas to my grandmother was just turned away with a “god works in mysterious ways” or “God doesn’t give us a challenge we can’t overcome.”
I ran away from home when I was 15, and found my biological father who helped me become emancipated. I haven’t looked back.
Anyway, my family is trying to reach out to me because my grandmother is dying. Her dying wish is to see me again. I laughed and said no, please don’t contact me. I feel like she’s either still trying to manipulate me or she feels the need to seek forgiveness which if you wait until you’re at death’s door, you don’t deserve it.
My family is pissed, though. They are trying to keep contacting me through my father and they are basically telling him how horrible I am for denying a dying person their request.
I don’t want to see her. It’s a traumatic thought to even put myself through that. The whole things conjures bad memories that I have tried to forget.
Am I a bad person for refusing?
The laughing on my end was from the sheer audacity of acting like I owe them anything. I hate her but wouldn’t laugh at her death.
I grew up with a physically and mentally abusive drug addict. Constant pleas to my grandmother was just turned away with a “god works in mysterious ways” or “God doesn’t give us a challenge we can’t overcome.”
I ran away from home when I was 15, and found my biological father who helped me become emancipated. I haven’t looked back.
Anyway, my family is trying to reach out to me because my grandmother is dying. Her dying wish is to see me again. I laughed and said no, please don’t contact me. I feel like she’s either still trying to manipulate me or she feels the need to seek forgiveness which if you wait until you’re at death’s door, you don’t deserve it.
My family is pissed, though. They are trying to keep contacting me through my father and they are basically telling him how horrible I am for denying a dying person their request.
I don’t want to see her. It’s a traumatic thought to even put myself through that. The whole things conjures bad memories that I have tried to forget.
Am I a bad person for refusing?
The laughing on my end was from the sheer audacity of acting like I owe them anything. I hate her but wouldn’t laugh at her death.