So the meeting went awful, terrible, just *f'ing* fine. The original meeting was supposed to include my husband, but after the party (which did go really really fine), she asked Jim and I to come into her room for a meeting. She did the bla bla bla about us all getting along, and when she paused saying" how can we work together" like louvered doors--My brother and mother turned and looked at me. It provided my proof for what I said. I said "gosh, you are both looking at me" (and they both looked away) "and that is how it has been since we were children". You (jim) had a bedroom and you (mom) had a bedroom and I was in the attic. So here I am still off in the attic and you two are together, a force that can appear against me." I said " I understand it continues, and you both might not even realize it because it started so many many years ago. It just continued--- me up stairs far away, and you two downstairs in real bedrooms. My mother says "you wanted the attic" and I said " I was 6 years old right? I was in kindergarden, so the oldest I could be the 6 right???? and she looked away again. I said " I had terrible nightmares about monsters coming in those tiny windows at the ends, and no one heard me scream" " It was so hot with no AC in the summer and no heat in the winter." and my mother said 'You had air conditioning" and I said "in 1962???? why did I sleep in the cool basement sofa than? or am I imagining that? " and my brother says "but that is the past, and there is nothing to do about that" "and I say..that is the point" "you both try to keep me in that attic" I don't have the same relationship and obviously, the way you two looked at me" " it is always going to be you two together and me.............off in the attic and where ever you think I am. bla bla bla It was me all talking cause I caught them both looking at me like louvered doors and they looked away like two doors too. The whole power shifted, it was like proof and I didn't have to say anything. Except of course, I couldn't shut up. I said "You Jim, you mooched off me every time you visited me and you will never stay with me again. So I ask you Jim, all those time you stayed with me "the past", have you ever bought Ron and I even lunch? A drink? Have you bought Mom a meal?, all she did for you? " He says "I bought her lunch last year". and I said " great\" He acknowledged he never bought me or us, as much as a drink.
so I was pissed, them ganging up on me--excluding Ron, and it was totally planned so I didn't stop. 'I said, "we will all get along if we are all treated with the same respect"... Like why should I listen to a 45 minute phone call, and neither of you ever, EVER ask how I am." I pointed at my mother and said "YOU ask how Ron is every time and never ask how I am". She said "I love you" but it sounded weird. It did not sound like a real "I love you". Then I said "Jim would be better if he couldn't always run to you, but maybe it is too late". I don't care, I am not dealing with either of you, unless you treat me like your daughter, sister. "That is all I ask, is to be treated like you daughter, sister===and if that doesn't happen--fine. I don't need you! and I left the room.
Thank goodness, for my husband. I would think I was the crazy one. A couple stupid incidents happened before and after, that, if I had no witness/confirmation I might believe them instead of looking at him and laughing. They both actually burbed/farted loud while we were eating. So the respect issue is right in front of our faces. The attic never even came up until two years ago, so it isn't like I have been jamming it down their throats for 40 years. Niether can help it, I know that, so I am just won't answer the phone for a while. Home, and garden didn't burn in the heat so all is fine