I hope you had a good holiday break. I myself could have had a somewhat less active one.
This Christmas period has been some what shite shall we say, this being from Boxing Day until today. 29th December. Seems it has been one little thing after another to get on my nerves.
Firstly my father turned up, this being the absent father all my life who loves to turn up around Christmas some years just to basically lay abuse and be a total prick sigh, he also informed me of some disturbing news which angered me to no end.
My grandmother’s Dad died recently, to honour his wishes she went on a trip to Ireland to scatter his ashes like he wanted, this in itself is sad. The thing to annoy and anger me was that during this period whilst she was away, some of my Dad’s side of the family, his sister, brother and nephew decided to actually steal from her and clean her house out, sell off her things to feed their drug addictions.
For once I suppose my Dad and myself both felt the same regarding this and if they hadn’t have already been locked up for this shit we may be caving their faces in ourselves, to steal from someone who does nothing but give and then especially when she is grieving for her father just all out fucks me off, my Dad as well.
The sister and brother got 20 months each, the nephew got away with it and appears to have gone missing for a while, can’t say I blame him. He knows the enemies he’s made by doing this to the person who raised him whilst his mother was locked away for manslaughter (yes my family tree is this colourful)
So after all of this colourful information, what else could creep in around Christmas to make it just that little bit more special? Ah yes, today I received a Christmas card from someone whom I’d never met before, which went as follows:
To my brother Gary,
Please if you an email address, please can you email me on *********@******
I would like to get in touch with you.
It is rare for me to be shocked by something. I suppose this took me back somewhat, well it did if I am honest. I suppose aside from calling my best friend my brother and meaning it. I have never thought of it in a biological term I suppose.
Side note I have 9 half sisters and 3 half brothers. I have only ever met one brother John and one sister Kira, funny to me is the fact that the same cousin who robbed my Grandma bullied my brother so I stamped on his face and flung him down a flight of stairs. (I was 12 or so and defensive, give me a break)
This now though I suppose since I can fully comprehend a sibling, especially after Courtney is a little daunting in some prospects.
I sent Niamh an email though all be it quite late at night so I will probably get a reply tomorrow.
I once spoke to my Dad about the amount of siblings I do have, it somewhat bothers me not knowing whom any of them are except two who I have had no way of contacting for over 10 years.
I’m unsure when I look into my mothers and fathers eyes that I was even meant to be here, neither of them convince me that I was a planned child and I am the oldest, my father has walked out and abandoned all of his children. I don’t abandon people, maybe I get that sensibility from an absent father I don’t know.
I’ll keep you updated on this one…
Fucking hate Christmas…