A little over e month ago, my sister accused one of my oldest friends, Luke, of being a pedophile. Because I mentioned to him in passing that my niece was begging me to buy her an N64 so she could play Zelda: Majora's Mask, and he said he'd give me one of the three he had sitting in a closet that his kids haven't touched in years, just to get it out of the way. According to my sister, this was him "conditioning" my niece to trust him so he could "touch her coochie".
I got so fucking mad that I cussed her out right then and there, forgetting that my nieces were there listening, and told her to get the fuck out of my house. In my enraged mind, she'd basically just called me a goddamn pedophile, because if I'd left her alone with him, that would make me an accomplice to his supposed pedophilia, as I see it. Luke's not a pedophile, by the way. He was a bit of a dumbass and a hellraiser in his 20's, but getting married and having three kids calmed him down a lot. He takes care of these three kids himself now that his wife decided she'd have more fun if she left them all and went to go fuck some other guy that makes more money than him. And even then, as much as I know and trust the guy, I still wouldn't leave him alone with my niece. She's the center of the world for me and about the only person on Earth I've actually allowed myself to give a shit about, so I'd never leave her with anyone, ever. Not even my roommate, my cousin Mark who's been my best friend since we were six, who's more like a brother to me than a cousin.
Regardless, we got into another big fight on the phone the next day, and I told her not to contact me again, she doesn't have a brother anymore. Dunno if that makes me the asshole, and I don't really care, but in my condition I can't deal with any more stress from her constant crazy attention-seeking bullshit.
She swore that I'd never see my nieces again. She managed to hold to that for a month. My parents brought them over to visit a couple of times when they were staying the weekend at their house, and I got to see them again a couple days ago, since they're down for spring break. My parents just bought my sister a new truck, and I imagine they used it as leverage to get her to shut the hell up about a bunch of the crazy bullshit she spouts, the least of which is the niece embargo I'm under.
But this bitch is nine shades of crazy, and last time I talked to her she screamed on about how my cussing her out and saying shit about her is abuse to her kids, and she had to protect them from my "abuse", and that they're "maladaptive", whatever the fuck that means, because of the abuse of what I say to her. If they're in any way messed up, I imagine it's not because of anything I said or did, It's probably more to do with the fact that she leaves them by themselves to go get drunk and stoned down the street, or gets drunk and mad at her husband and goes to his workplace asking aoll of his coworkers if they want to pay to fuck her. Or the fact that Megan told me recently that she likes coming down here to visit because mommy and stepdaddy are always screaming at each other. Or maybe because of my sister jumping out of the moving car in the middle of a screaming argument with her husband and lying down in the highway in front of oncoming Mack trucks. Right in front of her kids. Or faking taking a bottle of sleeping pills so many times that the local hospital won't even admit her anymore. Or the one time recently that she DID do it and lay on the floor for two days before her jackass husband noticed how long she'd been laying there and that her arms were swollen.
What are my current thoughts? I live in constant fear of turning on CNN one day and seeing one of those headlines saying. "Mother kills herself and her two children for unexplained reasons." and seeing my nieces pictures.
When my nieces came to see me on Sunday, I heard her in the background yammering on about how if I say anything bad about her to the kids it's abuse and she'll call the police and that I better make goddamn sure that Luke isn't there trying to lure her away with videogames.
I never bring up my sister when my nieces are visiting. I don't want to depress them.