I spent many years dreading every conversation with her and had lots of meltdowns before a visited with her. I think deep down, I have always known that there was something about my aunt that just wasn’t right. I was always looking for any excuse to be away from her and when I turned 16 I couldn’t wait to be 18 so I could move out. When I turned 18, I did move out and that’s when my relationship with my aunt went even more downhill. We would go for a while and I would assume that things were fine, but then out of the blue I’d receive messages of her blaming me for her Blood pressure “your the reason why my blood pressure is up!”
To those who don’t know my aunt will think that she is just the sweetest, most gracious being on this planet. In truth, she’s very manipulative, controlling, and very good at hiding her true colors. My aunt never had friends she had associates; when someone tells her something that she doesn’t want to hear, that’s just the end of that relationship, period. She clings to those who give her and tell her what she wants. She finds someone she knows who