My mother is getting re-married in two days. I will be flying to New York to attend this wedding tomorrow. I don't want to go, but I'm going because my sister is.
I am very nervous and upset about this wedding. A month ago, my mother asked me if I could play the flute at her wedding. I didn't say yes or no, but my mother assumed that I could play three wedding songs at her wedding, because when I was 13 I had played along to the entire "Phantom of the Opera" cassette tape, so surely I could manage the Hawaiian Wedding Song? And yes, you can safely assume she is the "NT" parent at this point. She's a bit clueless about these things, and has no idea that playing along with music is just something an instrumentalist is going to pick up on and do at some point.
I haven't yet told her that I don't plan on playing at her wedding. I don't know how to say it, nor do I know what reaction I will get. But I know that I can't play, because I will just get nervous, I don't care to do it, and not to mention the whole cost factor. She hasn't offered to pay for the rental cost of the instrument (the hell if I'm going to bring my flute across another country!), nor does she seem to be aware of or even care that I have to dive into my college fund to finance this excursion (for my end).
I am very upset about this wedding, because I am forced to dip into what little money I have to support myself and pay for school. All this money I am spending is simply money that could have bought another school course! This stupid New York wedding. My mother has never contributed towards my higher education either, which makes this whole thing sting even more. But she helped pay for my brother's college and more, her favourite offspring. Bratty bro called mother a "C-word", so he won't be able to join us all. Lucky son of a...
And to top it all off, my grandmother and mother are both constantly bothering me about how I look. I think I am good looking, but apparently I need to coat my body with fake skin-tanning chemicals ("Mystic Tan") and streak my hair with various colours, so that I look "presentable, at least".
I just hope I have fun in New York with my sister.