My sister is a fucking bitch.
I told her all about my IUI process, but I very specifically told her to not share anything with either of our parents.
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I wasn’t ready to tell my parents about it. I wasn’t ready to go “ok since I’m obviously a failure at relationships I’m going to use a sperm donor and try to do this thing that may or may not work, and if it doesn’t work I’m afraid that I really might not be able to find a reason for life.”
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I didn’t want to get their hopes up and then fail miserably.
And I didn’t explain these reasons in detail but I know I mentioned not getting their hopes up. So what did she do? She apparently told our fucking mother. Who apparently shared with the goddamn lularoe lady. Who mentioned it when K and I dropped by there yesterday to pick up stuff because apparently she’s going through IUI with her husband currently.
And I really just thought maybe she had mixed something up. But nope, was on the phone with my sister on the way back from dinner with F and I asked her about it and all she said was “I can’t believe she told anyone.” No apologies. Then when I started asking why she did it, she flipped out on me and started screaming that she wasn’t going to listen to me yell at her and hung up on me. I wasn’t even yelling. I was barely raising my voice.
Of course I guess she called my mom and bitched her out instead of taking any responsibility and so my mom tried calling me, but I refused to answer. I wasn’t ready to share this so why would I want to talk about it.
In other news… dinner was ok. I don’t think he’s really looking for a relationship and I don’t think it’ll ever be what I want it to be. I suppose I’ll let it play out. Not like I’m doing anything else other than trying to get knocked up.
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