Alright folks, it's time for the feelings to be put out there and my issues need to be addressed tonight.
For those who knew me, or who I told about this, my aunt Kathy took her own life via overdose on August 14, 2007. This Friday marks 2 years.
Since August 21, 2007, I've held a bit of a grudge against my aunt Mary over Kathy's suicide. Why?
The fact is that my aunt Kathy maybe wouldn't have killed herself, in my opinion, if my aunt Mary hadn't been stealing from Kathy. Sure, there were other factors...but it's been my belief that Mary was the main factor.
As such, I've basically for two years labeled Mary a murderer. Her involvement may not have actually BEEN direct, but to me it may as well have been.
I don't know what the final straw was. Maybe it was the man she liked, rejecting her yet again. Maybe it WAS aunt Mary.
Regardless, all I know is that for two years I've held on to these feelings of hurt and betrayal...of disgust...and of hate.
But no more. That ends here and now.
Not because I'm not still upset with aunt Mary. I am.
But because it's just time to let go. Sometimes, you have to know when to hold your cards and know when to fold them...and for me, it's time to fold.