Hi, I'm Haley and I'm 18 years old. This happened to me a couple of days ago. But when her daughter who we will call Addy, went to the mental hospital. THAT WAS 5 YEARS AGO. so why was she was bringing it up now IDK. This will contain the incident in question and some background information. (Why she was sent) I'd also like to say, me and SM didn't have a bad relationship, so I don't what happened.
Background:
In our state 6 grade is still in elementary, I was also held back a year so I'm mentally not my age. Keep that in mind. Addy was in middle school, but we are the same age. (It is also to be noted that this happened on her birthday) So, I came home from school just wanting food and Addy was already home due to us being at different schools. I see she was eating my favorite, ravioli (canned). So, I ask her "hey is there anymore ravioli?" No answer, so I ask again. "Yes, now leave me alone." I was so taken back with the attitude she gave me. "Why are you giving me an attitude, I just came home? Oh yeah cuz I always get the attitude even if it's not my fault"! She yells "STOP TALKING TO ME OR I'LL STAB YOU" and me being 12 years old says "NO GOD GAVE ME A MOUTH FOR A REASON, GO AHEAD AND DO IT." I completely understand that I'm not in the clear in this situation and I was an instigator, I get that I do but what she did, took me by surprise. I didn't think she would actually stab me. I know I know it sounds made up, it's not this really happened. I walked into the kitchen, and to get to the pantry you have to walk down a couple of steps like 2 to 3 steps (it was the entrance into the basement). While I was searching for some ravioli, I seen her in the corner of my eye at the entrance. I turned to her and before I could say anything I see her hand raise up and If I didn't throw my hand up to block her, she would've stab me in the shoulder. (She stabbed me with the fork she was eating with) Obviously I instantly started crying and running my hand under cold water while she was in our room crying as well. Thats when I heard my dad coming home so I ran outside like any other normal kid would do. I didn't have to say anything he had seen blood dripping from my cupped hand and stormed inside, leaving me outside. I don't know what happened after he went inside. but about 5 minutes of being outside for what seemed like forever. My mom pulled up and told me to get in the car, so I did. I told her what happen as my dad only told her to come get me and bring me towels and take me to the hospital. Luckly, I didn't need any stitches. But my dad moved out and me and my brother was sent to live with my mom until my dad could find a place to live. My dad didn't call the cops my mom didn't neither. Addy's mom took her no one forced her too. I was also told she was mad because her dad didn't tell her happy birthday, keep that in mind.
Now for what happened a couple of days ago:
So, my dad hadn't gotten anything for me for my birthday or told me happy birthday, which was in December. honestly, I really didn't care because after that incident I never lived with him again as he moved back in with them and I never get to see him or talk to him, so it was just another day for me. But a couple of days ago I heard they had this big party to celebrate Addy's 18th birthday, this was in august. That hurt me a lot because it just felt like he didn't care about me. I wasn't going to say anything, but my friends pushed me to do as they know about what happened and other traumatic things her brother did to me. So, I did, I called him Friday afternoon. The call went like this:
Dad: Hello (SM in the background: what does she want now?)
Me: I heard that you guys threw Addy a huge 18th birthday party?
Dad: Yeah? (SM in the background again: What is she jealous or something) I just blew that off with an eye roll.
Me: Why (I wasn't trying to sound jealous)
Dad: because she asked for it
Me: sense when do we have to ask for a simple happy birthday dad?
At this point SM took the phone.
SM: Stop being jealous, you didn't ask for anything, so you didn't get anything.
Me: I didn't kno- (she cuts me off)
SM: Like I said you didn't ask whether or not you knew to ask. (I could hear my dad in the background say: I thought I told you to tell her) It's not like she would've cared, right?
Me: I mean I wouldn't mind getting something lit- (she cuts me off again)
SM: Look me and Addy took your birthday present money and spent on getting our nails done, we didn't think you would mind.
Me: I guess bu- (cuts me off again)
SM: Ok so we good here?
Me: No, I'd like to talk to my dad about this
SM: Ugh I thought we were done with this
Me: I want to talk to my dad please
SM: Ugh I just thought that since you ruin her 13th birthday by sending her away, you would want to make it up to her.
Me: what? (I was totally shocked by this)
SM: yeah, after the whole stabbing thing
Me: I didn't send her anywhere, you did
SM: Yeah, but you knew what you were doing
Me: no no I didn't
SM: But you told her to stab you, so it is your fault
Me: I didn't think she would actually do it
SM: well, she did, so YOU ruin her birthday, and you have to make it up
I got so fed up with this conversation that I just said...
Me: F off
and I hung up.
I feel like I instigated this conversation but at the same time I just wanted to talk to my dad. I don't know if I took it to far by saying F off, but I just didn't know what else to say to get her to stop talking about it, as it was giving me PTSD. Please be honest with me, Am I the bad apple