Thursday, September 08, 2005

What To Say

My dog Pepper died two days ago. She was 14. Best dog I ever had, and one of the best friends a person could ask for. And naturally, because this is my family, I'll have to live the rest of my life with that moment, which should have been private, marred by the greed and selfishness of my family. I had to put Pepper to sleep, and after it was over, my aunt came into the room. I told her I needed a moment alone with my dog. "Yeah." That's what she said, and barged in anyway. I had to tell her four times, forcefully at the end, to leave before she did.

There is no excuse for that. Selfish. Disrespectful. Wrong. And it's gone on for years. And I told her that, and now she's taking it out on my Mom and everyone else by severing contact, like she's been injured. You cannot hurt someone and then act hurt when they tell you to stop. It's dishonest. For starters.

And I won't be silent about it anymore. I will not be hung out to dry because no one else will stand up for what's right. You don't walk on people's grief and get away with it. You don't destroy relationships and lives because you've been called out. It only exposes you for the person you are.

1 comment:

Benjamin said...

Sorry to hear about your dog. :( I always hated losing pets. Sometimes, they're almost better than people.