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I got covid in january because my mom, with whom I was living at the time, visited her boyfriend knowing his daughter had covid and then didn't tell anyone didn't wear a mask didn't isolate didn't do anything to try and make sure she wouldn't make her daughters (and grandsons, literal toddlers) sick. and then I just :) never really recovered
I'm staying at her place for the holidays now and what do you know? it turns out she got covid again (because wearing a mask is just so much worse than risking death and long-term illness, and making everyone around you risk that too) and didn't bother to get tested (or mentioning it to anyone) despite having symptoms because "it's just like a cold we're not gonna cancel the holidays for a sniffle".
I don't think it's unreasonable to be hurt and angry. it's bad enough that she keeps risking her health so foolishly, for some weird fucking pride - but that she's also made the choice for me? knowing that if I had known I wouldn't have chosen to come? knowing how absolutely fucking miserable my life has become since I got covid? if I get sick again and it gets worse I'll just kill myself fr ๐ but hey, she got not to wear a mask on the train or to the supermarket or to any of her antivax rallies or to work where she met literally hundreds of people every day for 3 months! what else really matters.
#every few weeks I'm like 'yeah there are SO many reasons why I should really stop visiting my family'#and then I just ignore it because I love them and I miss them and it's not like there's really anyone else now is there ๐#I wish the love could be disentangled from the hurt#personal#should I even be whining about this on here probably not but is it the most personal stupid thing I've posted on here probably not#back in the day at least I'd used readmores because I was on desktop :/ blame the smartphone era
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