I am an observer by nature, if that makes sense. This means
I observe things and put the pieces together. Well when I was staying with my
aunt I was noticing all sorts of things. She is an addict, and is really bad to
the point where my cousin’s disability check gets spent on her debt. She hasn’t
even been paying her rent it’s that bad. I have dealt with friends having
addictions to hard core drugs and it never had the effect on me that my family’s
addictions do. Anyhow, one weekend I stayed with my Aunt and my other two Aunt’s
showed up. They confronted my youngest aunt, mind you she is the one I am
closest to and was here day after day with my mom when she was sick. Apparently,
she took my deceased grandma’s mothers ring and wedding ring and pawned them
off to get pills.
Now let’s rewind to November 17th, 2013. I
remember this day because it is the day that my Momma and I got baptized. Well
on this day two of my Aunts were at my house; Aunt B and Aunt T. Both have
reputations for stealing and lying. Well a bunch of my mom’s pain medicine for
her cancer went missing. Aunt T blamed Aunt B, none of us questioned it. Until,
Aunt B and Aunt D confronted Aunt T about pawning off those rings.
Well, it made me think back over the course of the past few
years. My Aunt T had admitted one or two times to stealing my Moms pain
medicine in the past. I put two and two together and come to the conclusion
that my Aunt T waited for a day when one of my other Aunt’s was there to steal
my Mom’s pills so she could blame it on someone else. It frustrates me to no
end because if you have ever watched someone who is dependent on a pill or
anything goes through withdrawal it’s not fun. Let alone it be your mother who
was fighting cancer for years and in her last few weeks of life. Watching my
mother sweat, puke, get the shakes on top of dying just goes right through me.
I cannot for the life of me forget that. You feel so helpless and you know there
is nothing you can do.
When my Gram passed in 2010 my Aunt T was given my Grams
wedding and mothers ring. But she gave my Mom the mothers ring to keep. When my
mom passed I decided to give her back the ring since it was willed to her. Then
to find out she just pawned something so precious to our family off like that
is beyond frustrating. I came home and discussed it with my dad and he told me
that my Mom thought it was Aunt T but she didn’t want to say it because she
wanted her around. I can understand that because I would have laid Aunt T out
and she would have been crying because you don’t do that to you sister who is
dying of cancer. In the mean time she blamed Aunt B and I believed her. I feel
so rotten for threatening to call the cops on Aunt B.
Morale of the story Addiction sucks; don’t ever believe an
addict no matter what because they lie. I have realized that everything she has
told me is a lie. She was getting help on a program, my grandfather paid a lot for
her to get started and she just gets the pills and sells them to pay off her
debts to people. She can’t get ahead. Everyone else is practically paying for
everything my little cousin has. It’s a sad situation and a lot of the reason I
don’t go around her anymore is because I can’t get over this. All I keep
picturing is my Mom going through withdrawal on top of dying. Sad part is my
Mom only made it to see December 8th, 2013 and in the last few weeks she not
only endured hospital stays, having a tube put in her lung to drain the
cancerous fluid out 24/7; she also had to go through withdrawal. Just breaks my
heart thinking the one person my Mom and I loved the most could do this.
