say you had a dysfunctional family.
say you were the one who was trying her hardest to make things *cohesive* again, and they simply were not.
pretend you had a brother and his family moving out of new jersey - say, to texas - and you were having a going away dinner and you invited your family to join you in saying good-bye, since they were leaving the next day.
and let's pretend that nobody could make it, save for your brother and his family who are moving away.
let's add the extra step of not telling said brother that everyone (save the bro in virginia) was invited in case they couldn't make it and had to decline so they (texas-bound family) wouldn't be disappointed; this is because you had your 40th birthday party a couple of years back and this was precisely why you didn't want to have a party, so you wouldn't be disappointed in case not everyone could make it. (not everyone made it. typical.)
mom didn't even r.s.v.p. for this one, either..
*sigh*
i am not depressed, i am not depressed, i am not depressed...
and you wonder why i have issues?
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