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Memorial Services are a Bitch
...and in this case, they're also FOR a bitch!
You see, my aunt Ruth died a few weeks ago. Most people would be sad when their aunt dies, but that ended after about ten seconds then I got pissed at myself for feeling bad at all for her.
The story of my aunt Ruth is a long one, due to the unfortunate fact that I had to deal with her bullshit for a large portion of my life.
The first major problem I remember having with her was on my dad's birthday back in '96. I was six at the time, and the party was at my grandpa's house (and she lived with my grandpa, the lazy fucking parasite!)
I asked my grandpa if I could go swimming. Ruth said no, but I was asking him. My grandpa said go ahead as long as I don't track dirt into it. So, of course, I run off to go swimming. When I get to the back porch, I find her standing there. She says to me, "If you go near that pool I'll hit you with my stun gun!"
And that's not the first time she was a dumb bitch. That's just the first time she was a dumb bitch directly at me.
Nothing major happened since then until we moved into our current address. Because of some bullshit credit problem, we had to put the electric in her name. Of course, we were now paying for two houses' electricity from that moment on (she had them charge both of them onto the same bill). So, for three years, we had to pay $450 a month for elecrticity on top of the $500 a month for rent.
It doesn't stop there, either. I was sitting there one day watching my favorite TV show at the time (Dragonball Z) and she walks in, turns off the fucking television, turns the radio onto some girl singing a country song, leaned to one side and said "Yeeah..." like she owned the fucking place and it was her right to walk in without knocking and put on the music of her preference. Naturally, I reached to turn the TV back on because she turned my show off. So, the dumb bitch slaps me in the fucking hand. In MY GOD DAMNED HOUSE!!!
It's those three memories in particular that make me dread going to the memorial tomorrow. I don't want to sit there for hours on in about how "good" she was and all of the "nice" things she did, and all the "fond" memories they have of her. I don't know about you guys, but I don't like half-truths and contorted stories twisted and mangled to sound like she wasn't an evil conniving bitch and I sure as hell don't wanna listen to them all day.
I fucking hate my aunt. I hope she's rotting in hell right now.
well, that's only because people falsely believe that everything said at a memorial service is truth. The real truth is that memorial services are here to assure survivors that they are going to the good place, as per their religion, cuz they did this and that, regardless of whether it is true or not... Memorial Services are much more focused on survivors than the deceased really
Exactly, because everyone is crying more out of fear of their own deaths than the actuall worthless carcass that they once loved, its only human so it's okay. Fuck the dead, there's no bringing them back, so try to enjoy life without them.
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