This is the stupidest story as to how I fell out of touch for good with my family.

My facebook friends have become embattled in their political postings. It’s very ugly and triggering for my anxiety. A week ago, a post from my niece pushed me too far. It read, “If you still support the Kavanaugh nomination unfriend me now.”

It prompted me to post on my wall about how there are real people on the other end of the computer and how my niece triggered me so bad with her bullying post. Would she (and I tagged her) really unfriend her aunt due to a slight difference of opinion over something where we have no control?

Then I deleted my facebook app and left for the evening. When I got home and read the unfortunate responses, several people commented about how family comes first and a difference of political opinion should be respected and everyone should be more civil.

My niece had commented, doubling down on her threat, and she unfriended and blocked me.

Now she lives on the other side of the country, and I never see them. I went this summer and spent time with them. They never come here. My sister refuses to visit our mother who lives near me.

So, the only contact I had with her was over facebook.

The next morning I texted my niece and said I sure don’t mean very much to her. She replied that she only dumped me on facebook and not IRL. I said that doing what she did is the same as IRL.

I called my mom to say how much I was hurt and furious over what happened. My mom just mocked me saying I must be having a bad day. “Bye Mom”. So much for her support. This is typical.

A couple days later my sister, her mother, called me to ask what was going on between my niece and me. I asked what she saw on Facebook. My sister told me about every post and comment, obviously she watched the whole thing go down and never said anything.

I ended up unloading on her, yelling at her how much that hurt, how I have PTSD and this is exactly the stuff that sets me off; how I was treated badly and no one in the family defended me. I yelled at her that they should all go F themselves.

I also told off my husband for watching the whole thing and also not defending me, also as usual. No one ever has my back.

So that’s that. I won’t hear from my mother or sister again, and certainly not my niece who is quite content with herself.

I’m not going to call them either. I’m not proud that I lost my cool and yelled at my sister. I also regret getting so triggered that I “called out” my niece. I honestly expected her to say that although we have a difference of opinion, she did not wish to unfriend her aunt. I was pretty shocked that she did and wouldn’t even undo it.

I really do have PTSD and this was really triggering for me. But nobody cares. They’ll still never speak to me again over this. They won’t even acknowledge the diagnosis anyway. I am never validated. Mom doesn’t believe in psychobabble.

C’est la vie.