Words I had the misfortune of having to say to my mom after 5:00 A.M. when we were all woken up by my brother screaming at his wife because she found some compromising text messages between him and another woman. Of course the bitch didn't pack up and gtfo like she said she was going to. We'll see what happens tomorrow IF, and that's a big if, my brother actually does go into work. But his behavior this morning was inexcusable. I looked at my mom and said "If he's really lucky, he'll be allowed supervised visits to his kid."

What really pisses me off though is my mom didn't have the fucking stones to tell my dad about what happened and I got put on the spot about the fucking failed miscarriage again. "What do you think about your nephew?" "Well I think it's a weapon intended to be used for emotional manipulation and abuse. I also think you're the dumbest fucking cunts for ignoring all the red fucking flags and sooner or later this whole shit show of a farce is going to implode and it'll be fucking ugly when it does."

I'm just fucking done. I am. I've already informed the relevant people that I won't help my brother if he goes through another nasty divorce. And if I get put on the stand against my will, I'll gladly (but legally, without committing perjury) fuck his whole life up.