Dear all, I would like to apologize in advance for my next post. I know this will again seem like a pity party, just for me. And that all I have to say is things in which to complain. And again I apologize. I come here for support when needed, adn when im doing ok, i try to abstain from being here to keep my distance from the temptation to convince oh to ttc again. So it seems a little selfish of me. And i do apologize.
I know most people in the world will not understand what I am feeling at this moment, which is normal. No two people are similar and we can never walk in someone else's shoes. however, i come to you all, for a place to vent, and cry without being judged (because i know none of you will)
I am going to be an aunt.
And yet, somehow I can not find it in my heart to be happy in these circumstances. Instead, to be quite honest, i feel quite the opposite. To quote Jim carrey in Bruce all mighty i feel like 'God is a mean kid sittting on an anthill with a magnifying glass, and I am the ant. he could fix my life if he wanted to but he'd rather burn off my feelers and watch me squirm'. I definately know that I may be over-reacting and that it is quite offensive to most, but somehow, i can t but feeling like this is partially accurate.
Just so we can be clear, of perhaps, why I am finding it hard to find any kind of joy for my sister. All I seem to find is sadness for me, my sister and this now unborn child. She is 19, still in school. Living across the country wihtout family (shcool was better there for her). She started dating a guy who is 32, 6 months ago, who is unemployed and an alcoholic and drug addict. He has in the short time cheated on her, adn stolen the rent money that they got evicted. And she still defends him and doesnt blame him for being evicted, or pissing on her pile of clothes when he is too drunk. She works part time at a job that gives her minimum wage. She constantly calls my mom for food and complains shes always starving for lack of money. Actually finances apparently was the reason she got preg, because they couldnt afford condoms, so they figured, what the hell if it happens it happens. Which breaks my heart in more ways than one.
I feel sad for this child being raised in such circumstances, but mostly i feel selfish. I am the oldest. I am settled, i have a god job and more importantly a good relationship. I ve waited 8 years before ttc and tried another 9 months. I more than deserved a baby, and now my sister, who is in the worst possible position, seems to have the right to benefit from this miracle.
And I know im being selfish but the regular comments such as
'shes not ready, she wont be happy' or 'your time will come'
just doesnt seem to cut through the bullshit enough (pardon my language)
Plain and simple, i ve worked really hard to be where i am to have this dream. of being a mother who will provide in all ways possible. And she has taken it from me. I waited years to try to be unselfish for my child. regardless of how I felt, what I wanted, i waited until my environment was ready. I earned this right, and i just feel shes getting something so wonderful, without even having worked for it.