Don't Look Back

Respectfully, how would you reply to this message?

I barely have any relationship with my grandma -- in fact, for several years, we did not even speak to one another. The reason being, she did not believe me when I came forward about her husband -- my grandfather -- m*lesting me my entire childhood.

So, that was MY choice to get back in touch with my grandma after a decade of silence. Since then, I would visit my grandma with my girls probably twice a month, not including holidays. However, I soon cut down on that due to the petty vibes I would pick up from her, she only became interested in the destruction of my family, and she cared more about her dog than she did her great-grandchildren.

(My mother and grandma after my youngest was born)

When my grandma became suicidal, which was not but a few months ago, communication stopped entirely. Her self-loathing was so great, she did not want to see anyone. My mom had to send her a gift basket for Mother's Day. Since then, we have talked maybe three times.

So, forgive me when I ask, who tf does my grandma think she is? She has given me nothing to trust. Her character hasn't changed since we stopped talking; I have still never received an apology for refusing to believe me about my grandfather. Why would I leave my children alone with her? Why does she NEED to be alone with my kids? So she can ask them questions about our home life? Or tell them lies?

Bringing up my mother -- my mother was meant to take our girls to the zoo for our youngest's birthday. She never got back to me about a date to go, so we never went, and I've never heard back from her -- that was 2 weeks ago.

On top of, "grateful" for what? I have never asked my grandmother for anything, ever -- not even money for groceries when we're low. I've never asked her to watch my children. What am I supposed to be grateful for? The fact they have a selfish, entitled victim for a grandma?

I can't help but notice that this message also happens to arrive on the day my husband gets our RV running again after 2 years; at the same time my grandmother is wallowing in her own misery.

Well, misery might love company, but it sure as hell isn't going to be me this time. May God rid me of them 🙏 and God bless, fam