Today is one of those days where I really feel like letting bloody heads roll off the table. And because of this seething anger, I managed to remove you, together with your crappy family members in my Facebook account. Never mind that days after this perhaps, I will regret doing that for fear that I will be questioned and interrogated by your breed. But things like deleting people from social media are free to do in this world, and are just one of the things I am glad to avail of.
For one, I regret joining you and your family ever since I married you 19 years ago. I should have listened to my guts when I learned that you are 8 in the family, and that your mother, and your sisters are all matriarchal types, who always want to have the upper hand in everything -- family affairs, parties, eating out in restaurants, name it and they all want and get what they want from anything.
Why is it that you have a sibling who is an accomplished, practicing doctor, and who feels like she is above everyone else. That one particular evening I called her house to ask for help regarding our son who was sick, and her maid answered that your doctor sister was having her dinner!
I replied by requesting for a return call, but of course I never received one. What kind of doctor is she, for not even bothering to return my call despite knowing that our son -- her nephew, was sick and all, and I of course, I called with such urgency and worry...
If people who become doctors end like that, then I would wish there wouldn't be any doctors at all in the world.
And oh my, I wonder why most of your siblings try endlessly to get to the good graces of one niece and two nephews who are the kids of one stinking, filthy rich sister and brother in law...?
That every year they celebrate their lavish birthdays, your butt-licker siblings send a blanket of email greetings dripping with sweetness and the like. And when our kids have theirs, we get a dry, HBD -- makes me feel like I even owe them for extra hard work of typing in 3 little capital letters on email...
Why, even our kids hate your siblings. I wouldn't be surprised that by the time they reach adulthood and become accomplished people in their chosen careers, they would not even bother to care for their senior citizen aunts and uncles!
I wish my family was here --- my mom, my sister.... I wish my parents left a property to call my own... If that would be the case, then I would have left you eons ago and groped to stand on my own, fending for myself and the kids even if I have to grit my teeth from working hard.
But I had to stay in your house for the last 16 years -- all this time trying my best to live in this place, so near your family and siblings. How many times did they bother and annoy me? I will not specify what they are for you know them all, and not even my entire lifetime of typing them would be enough to count the heartaches I've received from them.
You are all sons and daughters of a bitch and I regret the days I spent with all of you. You are the very reason I grew bitter and sullen.
Your sister's bitch daughters once bitched our daughter, and now, she cannot erase that from her young memory. How else can I shield my child from the harsh realities of life like that? Getting bitched is one, but getting bitched by your very own cousins is another.
And may I ask what you did to correct this? NOTHING. You just stood there like the idiot you are, accepting everything like a coward father. And when I raise the issue to you, you have the face to scold me like I am the one who brews up intrigues in your family.
I hate you and I hate your 7 other siblings, together with 4 of their spouses. I swear when I die, I will haunt you all and scare the shit out of all of you. No worries, for I will not kill you. But I promise to scare you all for life until all of you lose your wits. Same goes to all your nephews and nieces who are not nice to my children...
If I can only do some black magic, believe me, I would, and will carry on with my promise to all of you.
