Caught in-between! The agony of a hurting nephew

 

Yesterday was a really bad day and none of the reasons was my fault, but I live with it regardless knowing tomorrow will speak better things. (Photo credit: Google)

Yesterday didn’t go according to plan for many reasons; trust me, none of them was down to me, but I can’t even explain in detail. There will always be moments like that, not exactly pleasant, but again… It is what it is.

I woke up with lots of optimism despite fears hovering around; I knew what was coming on one front but knew nothing about the multiplier effect, to stop speaking in parables; I was expecting a scan result from the physio and also approval for a request from an uncle and an aunt.

Let me be quick to explain that the uncle and aunt are a couple, or are they? Well, to me, they are, and I honestly don’t care about what the court thinks. Picture this; the uncle thinks I’m the mole that furnishes the aunt with information, while the aunt thinks I’m the tool the uncle is using to gather information, omo!

It’s not the first time I will be in the middle when these two are concerned, it’s a crazy place to be, and I honestly wish this never happens because I’m hurting; one excellent and innocent intention has turned into a subject of scrutiny, trust me I’m not writing a script as I can see that you’re trying to piece this together right?

That’s exactly how I feel, and no matter how hard I try to explain it, it will never make sense. Okay, let me try; I wanted to get something I desperately needed from my aunt, and she told me what to do to get it…I needed to speak to the uncle to help with what I needed to meet the aunt’s demand, which by all means was a favor, I didn’t expect her to be that nice to me, and I was already excited; the uncle declined my request, and I thought that was the end…

It dawned on me this morning that my aunt wouldn’t talk to me because she felt I was working for my uncle lol; I always say you can’t teach people how to react but what happened to the benefit of the doubt? To think I’ve only spoken to this uncle just twice in the last two years.

Someone is asking why I’m ranting; I don’t expect you to understand. I am deflated because the excitement of getting what I needed isn’t the only thing that is gone; I am also in-between two people who used to be love birds; remember I wrote about my fear of divorce some time ago? I have more reasons to dread marriage now.

I will write about the two one day, but today I don’t know how to explain the hurt both have subjected me to today; imagine a grown man like me having to explain myself to either of them because of an innocent request from both parties.

Call me a victim of circumstance but let me put it into perspective. Uncle thinks I am planning with my aunt to hurt him; aunt thinks uncle sent me to get information from her. I don’t know if this rant will make me feel better but at least I won’t sleep with the madness in my head.

Speaking of the aunt, maybe I understand where she’s coming from, and in a way, I could make excuses for her, I actually think she’s probably misunderstood most of the time but I’ll leave that to when I decide to write about her. I love her and I hope she finds out that she was wrong on this one.

And for the uncle, he finds me confrontational and I can’t dispute that. I love him and I don’t need to convince him about that. He is set in his ways, it’s not my place to challenge how that works, I’m a happy child, I leave the rest to the universe to arrange.

Leave me alone Grammarly, I am angry and grammar is the last on my agenda, whether you should gedifok. To my audience, thanks for listening to my rant, you can’t understand and I can’t take questions, I will share something juicy gist tomorrow, but for today… Let me be. Thank you.