My mother had a question to ask me two days ago. She wasn’t accusatory or angry and she said she didn’t believe it anyway, but she had to ask. Apparently, my Uncle M. told her that when we added our laundry room onto the house I stole and sold some of her silver coins to pay for it. Now her coins were actually at my house…due to the fact that when my Uncle M’s house was foreclosed on his entire family moved in with her and his son’s girlfriend at the time did steal many of her coins, rings, and other things. But to say that I sold some of her coins was nothing but a bold-faced lie; and I told her so.
With the dynamic in my family I was not allowed to confront him because it would just cause more trouble and stir things up. Well damnit, I’ve been called a thief and I’m angry. I should be allowed to confront my accuser. Because I couldn’t confront him directly I decided to go another route. I posted on my facebook page “when someone who is supposed to love you and be family makes up horrific lies about you for no apparent reason and with no apparent motivation or benefits to them from the lies, you have to wonder if having family is worth the effort”. That has been copied and pasted, no edits. You’ll notice I didn’t reference any person or situation. Uncle M saw this and hit the roof. Guilty conscience?
He proceeded to call my mother and my aunt and scream at both of them. He told my aunt that he and I were already on thin ice (news to me) because I sneered at him through a wedding reception when I was at a table closer to the front than he was. He’s got a chip on his shoulder because he has a different father than my mother and my aunt and my other uncle. He’s the only one who has ever made a big deal out of this as his father was the only father any of the other remember, their father having died with the oldest was just 4. And still I’m not allowed to call and give him a piece of my mind!
I have decided that the best thing for me at this point it’s better for me to just cut ties with him and by association, his family. It saddens me to lose his children, I love them like they are my own. But I don’t deserve to be called a thief and have rumors spread about my through my family. I don’t understand his motivation for this except that he’s jealous because of what my husband and I have worked for and attained in our lives. Uncle M has always expected things to be handed to him, to have someone pay his bills when he blew his money on alcohol or drugs, or to have people buy Christmas gifts for his kids because he just didn’t have the money for it. And for years, we all did this. My grandmother and my mother both helped him with his mortgage payments until the debt was so deep they couldn’t pull him out and he lost his house. I personally supplied Christmas to his children on more than one occasion until I had kids of my own.
As much as it hurts me, I have to be done with him. I have deleted him and his entire family from my facebook friends and did the same with my daughter’s facebook account. I then had to explain to her why we weren’t going to call Uncle M or Aunt K or our cousins anymore. For an eight year old, she understood that what he did was wrong and my need to cut things off with them. We don’t participate in many family holidays so that shouldn’t be a problem. And if he ever grows the balls to call me, well I welcome the chance to tell him off for good. For years he has caused strife throughout my entire family with his jealousy, but he’s crossed a line by telling a bold-faced lie about me. I’m through with him.
It just really sucks that it hurts so much.