My grandmother (father's mother) has just called on my cell. She's been asking me if my father was at home and why we weren't picking up the 'home' phone. Apparently, she doesn't know my parents are divorced nor she does know we've moved and I no longer live with my father. The phone was paid by my mother so she's canceled it but apparently the number still exists even if the physical phone doesn't. When she's been asking me I've said nothing, it's been really awkward but I'm not gonna be the one who tells her all this shit. Hell no. However, sooner rather than later someone will probably have to. God, I fucking hate, hate, hate our family situation. Hate. For crying out loud it's just not normal! I'm on the verge of tears right now, this insanity is the last thing I need in my life.
ETA: She's just called again. I've let it ring and then turned off my cell. Fucking pathetic. Fucking coward.
ETA: She's just called again. I've let it ring and then turned off my cell. Fucking pathetic. Fucking coward.
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Date: 2008-01-25 01:44 pm (UTC)