Am I the only person who can see it? Tonight my mum and sister are going to see Harry Potter – they were meant to be inviting me, but apparently they couldn’t be bothered. My nan can’t see why I would be hurt at being, yet again, left out of their plans. Okay, so they knew I was going on opening day but did that mean that they couldn’t even offer the hand of familial outings and invite me along, I may have said no (but after sitting behind an f*ing moron who took 5 little girls under the age of 6 alone who kept on standing up and caused me to miss a considerable portion of the movie) but it was unlikely.
My nan can’t understand why I feel decidedly hurt by the fact that yet again I have been left out of family plans, am I just a leper, or is it that they just don’t want to spend time with me?
Yep, this is a pity party (and of late I seem to have been having a large number of those) but I am sick to death of being left out, of being the one person who isn’t included in the plans that others seem to be making, unless they need a babysitter. Right now I am trying not to cry at all this, and having been told that maybe it’s because I’m not little (meaning thin, her words not mine) by my nan today I realise that they are ashamed of me, and my shrink has told me that this is something that will likely never change (not the weight, but the shame) I am slowly coming to the very painful revelation that I may as well write off my entire family and try and be less surprised at the fact I am constantly being left out.