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Oh this is an auntie. Long story short We went to a conference which we invited her to and one night my sister got really mad because shed told my mum she were going to sleep but my mum hadn't told us so we dint know and we just carried on talking as normal so we had all this carry on and my auntie went "you two don't have any respect for your mum" so I went "right I'm not listening to this" cos I thought it were none of her business for a start and I do have respect for my mum but I just get annoyed with her sometimes. So anyway that annoyed me for a start but I've been going to my aunties every weekend since I moved back to halifax and twice my uncle has pretty much called me fat and for a start both times my auntie had been in the room and not exactly stood up for me...I was upset the first time but the second time I was uncontrolable. I tried to make myself sick and I cried for several hours...I haven't said a word to my auntie about how much my uncle upset me and even though she were there both times when he mentioned it she couldn't work out who it was when I said it were someone she knew...I haven't said anything because I didn't want to carry it on. Secondly up until april I hadn't seen or had contact with my dad for five years...the amount of times I sat crying and was distraught with her there I cannot count...everytime she promised me shed take me in the next couple of weeks...did it happen? No! Not until march when my mum had to stress how much it was upsetting me...I was so let down and felt as though my family didn't care about me but I didn't make a big deal about it...once again I didn't say anything. Another example is that I've been diagnosed with gall stones and before I knew in february, one weekend when I were staying there I went to a prayer meeting and they were praying for my dad so I got distraught about that and I'd had quite a lot of fat that weekend. I woke up on the monday morning doubled over in pain, I felt so poorly. My auntie took me to the hospital that day but I got discharged that same day too. The next day I was just as bad...my auntie didn't care...she knew how much pain I were in and she just sat there saying "come and have some dinner" and then got my cousin to take me to hospital about three hours later...once again I haven't said anything about that. So how she can sit there and tell people that I'm disrespectful I do not know! She were disrespectful in all those instances for a start and telling someone that was another example of her being disrespectful too. NOT pleased!!
