I am at a loss and can't find the words to express my distain for you. Who in the hell do you think you are!!! Hurting my parents the way you have. It must be such a burden to know that everything you touch dies but it wasnt always this way.
I remember when my mom and I went to check on you, you were alone in your highchair, a few saltine crackers on your tray. Your biological mom was in another room with friend's. My mom said stay here with Shawn, I will be right back. I didn't mind, you were my nephew and I adored you. You were family and. back then, we stuck together.
All my life, I did not get along with your biilogical mother, honestly, I didn't care. She has done horrible things to me through out my life so, her not liking me did not hurt a bit. I involved her in things and did whatever I could for her because my mom asked me to. Do you know why? Perhaps not, because the two of you have none. I did what my mom asked because she was my mom and I respected her and listened to her. I still do but because of the shit you pulled, the relationship with my parents os strained. I can't blame everything on you, your biological mother did a lot of damage to my parent's before you. The foundation was already cracked, you just had to jackhammer the rest.
So the night that we checked on you, I was with you in the front room, my mom says "grab Shawn, he's coming with us" and that was that. It wasn't a discussion about them adopting you, it just was. Ot felt normal and the biological did not hesitate signing her rights over either. She bagan living her NEW life just like me, with a little brother.
You were a pain, a little boy following me around, wanting to be with me and my friends. Being asked to babysit.Uuggghh!! A teenage nightmare. But I wouldn't have changed it for the world, you were my brother and that was that.
Somewhere along the line, it was decided not to tell you about who you biological timebomb mother was. I had an opinion about it and thought it was a horrible idea. Especially since Charlie and Mercedes would refer to you as there brother but I was aunt Kim. Ya know, we all were close enough to live in the same house. My parents, Sam and Chuck, Charlie and (maybe Mercedes). I am sure it was not always peaceful but it worked. Chuck's sister Robin even came to live with us. Anyway, I knew that the decison to sweep the issue under the rug would become a problem and it would not be good, and it wasn't but we will get back to that.
I want to tell you how much my mom adored you, she dotted on you, you were her baby boy. My dad loved you just as much. You guys went everywhere together. It was cute, loving and a bit sickening. I will admit that every once in a while, I got a little jealous. You got some moments that I was denied because your BM (birth mom) had to do what she does best, create drama. Because of the damage she caused. My parents were coping and dealing with the aftermath of what II will call, stage one of her destruction. I was left by the waste side. My daddy was gone, my mom cried herself to sleep, your BM was just livin' with minimal cares, happy as a fly on shit. I didn't know what was happening, no one said a thing to me. From the age of 9, I learned how to sit on the outskirts, always ready to piece things back together when another BM stage would hit, and those keep coming til this very day.
When you were young, you would act like a spoiled brat when Charlie and Mercedes were around. I am sure there were a few times they were a little jealous but for the most part, you were a good kid. I was so excited when you guys were in my wedding, some of my best memories of that day include you kids. You must know that, since you destroyed my pictures. Did you have another jealous moment?? Did Kimberley get something you didn't (fuckin prick)? If I remember correctly, years later, you told me you were mad because I left Kurt and still were, years later. I don't need your approval for anything, your anger towards my marriage did not matter to me. I have my own feelings and regret my decision but your thoughts are just air.
I am not sure when you became such a manipulative, calculating, asshole. I think it was shortly after you and my Dad flew to MN. to see my daughter for the first time. Dad had surgery, mom invested more time with my dad.. You poor baby, were you neglected? My ass, you drove my mom to pure exhaustion many times. She did not want you ro feel abandon like I had, so she did everything for you, while continuing with the awesome care she gave to her husband.
NOT CLOSE TO BEING DONE... LET ME KNOW BECAUSE THIS MAY BE A LONG ONE..
