Meldown of Good Manners at Thanksgiving

(surely they infested this CB I’m using. I don’t care about a rubuttle, but they are not too intelligent in certain aspects so it wouldn’t matter.

I left Thanksgiving. We drove 45 minutes to Lea and Lukes parents, brother, sister-in-law, and children were there already there. No problem. I had ZERO problems going into this ambush of cowardly nonverbal abuse.

But before going, they were very weird. Vader is so confident that he doesn’t seem to care exposing what could be a huge illegal enterprise. So I hear his Whispers (its the whispers that kill). Meaning, they hadn’t said an actual word out loud for hours. They were communicating in another way.

I have used ZERO servaillence outside my room so I do not have Proof, but I have a remarkable way of taking notes about my experience and then seeing if it fits. It fits.

Anyway, on the way, blah blah, some sort of tension but I didn't want to care.

We came to the house, struggling to open the door and nobody came. I'm serious, there were at least seven people in the house at that time and I needed somebody to open the door. They didn’t budge! Finally, I got in and put the chairs on the floor. I had to pee, so I went to the bathroom. When we finally entered (the door was open, it was just the glass partition door, so they heard and saw us), they suddenly became animated.

Fuck them number one.

I didn’t think about it. I gave everyone hugs. Except for YOOOOSh, the coolest kid in school, Luke™s brother. He was in the big room, the room I always go in. and after a while, I picked some snacks and ate and finally went there.

Everything seemed fine .then...Grogu...my Niece...came to the couch and clearly wanted to sit in this room. What did Lea do? First, she went in between us, something I noticed Constantly! And what did I hear? “Mom, I wanna stay in this room.” “But I can’t stay hear” maybe she would have followed her out. But the way it was, with her back to me, she didn’t even consider leaving her by her uncle. This blocking technique has been used to give me little actual alone time with Grogu…

Than Luke”s mother came and said “I could stay with her.” See, they ignored me again.

That felt hurtful, but maybe I exaggerated.

But suddenly, I found myself completely alone in the room full of them before we arrived. All the kids, and Yosh, the tattooed freak DJ player, suddenly disappeared and I was alone...as if they left the room on purpose. Oh….OK…

Then, the next two were really the point my heart exploded. All together Mtd, Drp, and Incola, with the uns, came. The first person to enter and greet was Mtd’s Husband, the only genially good person I see in this lineup….and Padme of course!

So, I was in the kitchen now after laying down on the couch playing Sudoku for a little, when I heard them. I was at the frame when the uns came, hugged Padme, and Luke’s mother, and was only me ahead. I wasn’t expecting a hug, but what I got was a hard signal given by Mtd to her because she didn’t even look, just turned around and left me speechless. I know she saw me, I know she knows who I am, she is 8 and a pleasant person already. But...she also is influenced by her parents (I have other incidents that were similar). But her ignoring me, and practically running in the other direction gave off such a bad taste already that when my own fucking DDrp hugged everyone in front of her and then just ignored me. I mean, I was in front of her. She went around people to get away, and said “I have to go to the bathroom.”

I was livid. So livid, I went into the entrance room where she laid her purse and before she left, I sat right next to it. She muttered “oh, hi Kwwaard.” As if she just saw me! Clearly, I must be dirt cause nobody wants to touch or acknowledge me.

I was furious so I looked at the TV where Football was on and I said “ooh football, I really fucking hate football.” Passive aggressive but whatever, I was mad. She took her purse away from me.

Sitting there alone, I decided to text Thera who asked if we would meet tomorrow and just sent a slew of messages along the lines of “they are treating me horribly. They see my phone. I want to leave.”

And there it was. Either face these people and do what they expect me to do and blow up so they can then have a reason. NOPE. I did nothing wrong and I will continue this trend forever.

Instead, I grabbed my keys and took the car, not thinking or caring how they will get home. My destination was the house.. ...That is about it. But….i knew they were listening watching and tracking me.

So I blabbed a little. I have it recorded, what I said. The fact is, they didn’t call me for 30 minutes….which proves to me they knew all the info already and didn’t care. Or...nobody fucking cares that I left because nobody cares about me! Padme was obviously the one who called (no surprise) but that doesn’t mean much, I knew that.

I yelled all my issues and just was so mad...than she hung up, I called again, and was calm. She tried, again, to rework the facts in the favor of everyone else except me….

When I got home...I nearly cried, and made her cry, but its not my fault! She is stuck in this position, just as I am. The rest of them do not FEEL anything about this situation. They can go about planting their gardens, working their good jobs, fucking their monogamous lovers, and JOY. My suffering, which they cause, has no impact. Except for Padme….who struggles with this as I do….

I didn’t cry. I couldn’t there in the car while they watched (fuck them). And I couldn’t when I got home….same reason.

The V's started immediately….Yup. While this is happening, on Thanksgiving, they are still harassing and stalking me in my home, my room, with speakers some ASSHOLE had to install.

The conspiracy is real. I am nobody. But I cannot take this abuse. Thankfully something with potential opened up….but its quite hopeless anyway.

Oh yeah, i just realized that nobody, except my mother, even gave a fuck to see if i’m all right. How can i see them not as hateful, resentful, and dishonest people when they clearly do not care and want me dead? These behavioral things give me all the insight that i miss without STALKING THEM 24/7! I have nothing else to do but i couldn’t even imagine conducting such a horrible campaign. Is anyone in their right mind to fucking talk back to the ones running the show? Or are they not in the knowledge?

(I wrote this with the fresh perspective of it happening two hours ago. And I recorded audio)