I'm. Not. Like. You. I. Just. Fuck. Up.
So my grandmother, who was an abusive fuck during my entire childhood and adolescence, is now quite old (90), and seemingly in constant pain and agony from old age and whatever diseases and conditions come along with it, in her case. She lives a floor above me, so I constantly hear her moaning and groaning in pain, when she falls down or whatever else. This morning was one of those times, and she was crying out in pain for over an hour, maybe two, calling for my mom (who lives on the very top floor, two floors above me), and my mom didn't hear her. Now, I could have picked up the phone and called her to let her know what was happening, but I didn't. Because in my opinion, she deserves every ounce of it. So I kept listening to her suffering and smiling on the inside. Some might think that makes me a crappy person, and they can think whatever they want. Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't...and to be frank, I don't care because she's managed to help fuck up my life up in unimaginable ways. And now...she's getting what she deserves.