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Words can not express my sorrow. Today was my nephew's graduation. Everything was going along happy until almost the end when my brother-in-law walked in the kitchen, interrupted a conversation I was having with Jeanne and insulted me badly. I was telling Jeanne I was getting kind of mad that I am starting to get a few age spots and stuff. I am not obsessed with signs of aging, but I don't like it. Neither do most women. Anyway, I am on disability. I belong legitimately on disability. My brother-in-law walks in on this conversation and tells me if I had a job at Burger King, then I would not be able to be obsessing over my face -- which I was not even talking about. Was my arms -- in the mirror every five minutes." He was so mean. He always is. Nobody in my family really accepts I have a legit disability and can't work. And the insult -- How do you think it makes me feel -- I was medical transcriptionist, and I have college degree, other job experience under my belt -- It is all worthless now. I have not worked in over 20 years. Have not driven in just as long. I have so much pain and disappointment in my life, all broken dreams. And in walks my brother-in-law, rubbing it in, insulting me, hurting me. (And my mother does it to.) I came back into that family for many different reasons. I love my family.I love my nephews and my baby sister -- but I can't stand my brother-in-law any more. I got really mad, and after he left the kitchen to go outside, I wanted to go. But Jeanne urged me to stay. I just listened to this story of hers that had nothing to do with anything. Then I told Jim I wanted to go. I told Jeanne "I spent 12 hours in this house scrubbing on my hands and knees for this party. I gave that kid sixty bucks. And I have to be patronized and insulted by HIM? " Then I said, "I am on disability for a bleeping reason." I swore like that in front of two old ladies. I really don't even feel badly about it, but I suppose I should. Anyway, I left. I tried not to look upset, but you could tell I was. My sister Missy asked Jeanne why I was upset, and Jeanne gave her condensed version. My nephew's actual graduation is tomorrow. I don't even want to go. I never want to see my miserable, rotten brother-in-law again. (Years ago, he got me so mad with his mouth and his disrespect, that I spit in his face. He deserved it, but guess who ended up having to apologize?) Anyway, please pray for this pain inside me to go away. It will always be this way. I am the family dog. Maybe I made wrong decision to go back into that family. And please pray I get my book my sister made me back -- Is all beautiful pics of my nephew and everything, and I huffed out of there so fast, I left it. I can' stop crying. Please pray for me.Again, please pray I get that book. Amen and amen.
