Toxic Relative Story

There is so many stories I could write about my toxic sister.  But for one, Melanie moved to Mangum after I had been here a few years helping mother.  I knew she wasn't interested in living in a small city, but I came to realize that she primarily relocated to be around when mother dies.  This would be for mother's will and not to care for her at the end.  For that, she has shown no proclivity!

One evening, Melanie's son (the only child who speaks to her) came to Mangum from Tulsa.  I've never been a fan of his (nor Melanie's) but I agreed to go to dinner with them.  Driving to Altus, my sister asked me, "How's that Cayman Jack coming, Kim?"  Cayman Jacks are a margarita drink which I enjoy.  I found it rich that she would ask about my drinking as if it were anything to be compared to her own.  

My sister then proceeded to mention a video she took of me at home applying my mother's make-up.  At the time of her taping this event, I wondered why she would memorialize the moment in time.  But, evidently, she sent a copy of the video of me making fun of what I had learned on make-up tutorials on Youtube to her son.  As her son began to speak of the video, he said that I really looked silly the way I applied mother's make-up.  (Obviously, he didn't see my humor in the clip.)  Melanie had set the reason for the dinner, viz., to laugh at me behind my back and to my face. It got worse from there.

When we finally arrived at the restaurant, I sensed more criticisms on their way.  Whatever I ordered for dinner was considered laughable, and so forth.  Melanie, meanwhile, had empowered her son to talk to me any way he wished.  At one point, he asked me a question, and when I attempted to answer him, he started yelling, "No, no, don't talk about that."  And I hollered back at him not to ask me any questions if he didn't want the answer.   Suddenly all were silent.  No one thought I would ever fight back but, tired of feeling surrounded by naysayers, I pushed back to all of their dismay and disapproval.  

As the evening progressed, I was very pleased with myself.   They, on the other-hand, realized I had slipped out of their grasp and dropped me back at home.  They went to my sister's house and got drunk!