Taking Bets…

My birthday is coming up soon (38 days), and I just know I’m going to be forgotten, again. 

SIL’s birthday was a few months ago, and MIL posted a gushy happy birthday post on her Facebook wall. Finn and I have been together almost three years, and this will be my third birthday we’ve been together. She’s never once posted anything for me on my birthday. The first birthday I celebrated with Finn, I got told off for not working. Guess what? Finn and I had already discussed it at length, and it made no sense for me to work outside the home. 

I know this makes me come off as jealous (maybe I am?), but the unequal treatment between SIL and me is blazingly obvious. And I can’t pretend that doesn’t hurt. Finn’s mom plays blatant favoritism. 

The holidays are coming up quick, and no one’s said a word to us. I’m sure if we do get an invitation, it’ll be last minute. I’ve resolved to attend Thanksgiving, if we receive an invitation. However, Christmas is up in the air. It all depends on if/how they react to my birthday, which falls 12 days before Christmas. 

If none of them acknowledge my birthday, I will view it as yet another act of blatant favoritism. They didn’t acknowledge Z’s birthday, and refused to come to his party. Yet, they tricked us into going to neice’s cake and ice cream party the following month. They pile on the love for SIL, while I’m kicked to the curb. 

I don’t want or expect gifts, I just want acknowledgment that I exist. Is that too much to ask for?

If none of them acknowledge my birthday, I’ll refuse to attend their Christmas celebration. I’ll happily send Finn, and spend my happy ass home alone. Z will be with his father. 

Yes, I’d rather spend the biggest holiday of the year (AND our first Christmas married) alone, rather than feeling unwelcomed with Finn’s family. 

I haven’t said a word yet to Finn. I’m waiting to see how they handle my birthday, then going from there. 

I dread the day I give (hypothetical) birth. Any baby Finn and I have together will be treated completely different than Z. I swear I will go scorched earth. 

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Posted on November 5, 2017, in Blogging, Depression, family, Finn, holidays, life and tagged , , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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