So, yesterday was National Siblings Day. My sibling died in a car crash on March 26, so it was really hard to see everyone’s pictures and fun posts with their siblings. They deserve that, though, the ability to make posts about it. Everything was going really good until my Aunt who made my life a living hell throughout all of the funeral arrangements decided to put up a picture of all of the people from dad’s side of the family up on Facebook and think that she has the fucking authority to actually say something about siblings day.
She has no right to tag me in a post making this day that was reserved for SIBLINGS into something about her. That was my brother and it should have been my decision. I can’t go talk to him. I can’t call him up and ask what he thinks about this. I can’t even wish him a happy siblings day because he is dead.
I hate people taking control of things that I should have control over. And I didn’t post anything because the whole day was painful for me. Now I have a million and a half notifications every time I open Facebook from her fucking friends that I don’t want to see or hear from because I don’t want to be reminded that I DO NOT HAVE A SIBLING anymore. Also, I don’t know any of those fucking people and they aren’t telling me that they are sorry for MY loss on SIBLINGS day, no, it’s all about her.
This is not okay. She can go fuck herself.