Dear Diary,
I going to rant about my dad's side relatives, because they really sucks, and living in a big Indian family is already so traumatic, don't ask for toxic people I've to face each day. Like really, although I don't really meet with my mom's side relatives so not gonna say anything about them. But typically they all have same bloodline like an Indian, and would be fighting with each other, but not infront of me.
Ok so, here we go, there are going to come by 5:30 in the morning today, obviously the best time to ruin my sleep. And they are literally, like aaaah, I can't even put them in words, they are this much bad.
The real thing is they completely destroyed my parents relationship, like completely, my parents don't even sleep in the same room, or talk to each other about the day, like it's ok to not show love in front of your children, but you can do simple gestures, asking abt the day and all. Those relatives of ours, portrayed my mom as selfish and like gold digger person from the start of the marriage, like she only wants money and all, but isn't it a husband duty to fulfill her wife's necessity, when she is leaving everything behind just to take care of your family, that don't give a fuck about her.
I really want to clear something, like the man is marrying a girl and then taking her to a new city, and ofcourse a fucking gaint family, the girl come in that new surrounding just because she trust that, and believe that he will be standing by him at all cost. But boom suddenly you got to know that man loves his family so much that, he only sees all the defaults in her wife. Like how can someone be so blind to not see it even after so many years.
I'll tell you one incident let's take the married relatives as he and she. So one time, She just stop me and brother to use the bathroom of her room (ok so let me clear it actually in Indian house we don't have separate bathroom, and the house were made for convenience rather than showing off so that's the reason of "she" having a bathroom in her bedroom) and He very cleverly sugar coated his wife's deed told this to my dad, and after few years when that relatives child came to here, where we now live, my mom just told him to wipe the water after the bath and he started to bath in her parents bathroom (ok again clearing off the place where we now live is a 3bhk flat, and probably 6 year back we used to live together "my parents and that relative" as, we migrated from the other state) and then my dad tells me about this thing, that my cousin using different bathroom and this time instead of saying things to my mom, I told my dad about the incident that She also did it with us ( obviously she literally told us to not to bath there), and then he goes like no there were some bathroom issues that has to be fixed. And I was like who the fuck told you this, because apparently he was not at our classic Indian house, he was here at flat when things happened. And obviously who's gonna tell him 'He', sugar coating the incident.
Trust me this is just one of the shit that I told you, there's much more of it, He portrayes She as a goddess, but in reality the main culprit is She. My mom can't even ask my dad to bring a medicine just because he will shout at her, she choose to be in pain. And for sure I can't tolerate this. We need to talk about everything, but the thing is I can't fight without crying.
I've gone through so much of this since childhood probably from 7th grade, when things got clear or let's say I started to understood. And whenever my parent use to fight, I used to cry a lot, I always wanted them to be happy couple, atleast for sometime.
It's literally 2 Am and I don't want to see there faces, for real. There are reason for all this shit.
Ok byee, will update you soon abt them coming and throwing tantrums. And this time I'm not gonna tolerate for real, even if I cry in between the fight (if happens).
Dear Diary, I really wish I can make my mom happy, and rejuvenate the bond between them (Although, pretty did I know it's next to impossible).