my sister died when i was like 6 and she was 17. we weren’t super close or anything but i still remember little bits of her. her laugh, how she always painted her nails, her posters. she was like this perfect angel to my mum after she passed. i barely remember the funeral.
when i was like 12 i found this old ring in her stuff. nothing fancy, just a silver ring w a small stone. it fit me and idk why but i kept it. it wasn’t some big dramatic thing, i didn’t steal it or anything, i just… took it and started keeping it. i didn’t wear it loads or flaunt it, just had it in this little box and sometimes i’d look at it when i missed her. it kinda became this one thing that felt like mine, like my piece of her
so anyway last weekend we had this family lunch and my brother (27m) brings his gf who everyone knew he was gonna propose to. and yeah, he stands up, does the big speech and pulls out THE ring. my sister’s ring. the one i’ve kept for like 7 years
i literally froze. his gf starts crying, ppl are clapping, i’m just sat there like wtf. i look at my mum and she just smiles at me like nothing happened. after dinner i ask her was that the ring and she’s like yeah, your brother asked me and dad and we said it was fine. she said it was sweet and symbolic and my sister would’ve wanted it passed down or whatever
and i was like ??? it was never yours to give tho??? like i’ve had it for years?? and she just goes oh come on it’s just a ring don’t be dramatic. but like when i had it it wasn’t “just a ring”
so yeah i kinda snapped. waited till ppl were outside and told my brother i wanted it back. he laughed at first then was like no wtf and i said ok well then i’ll tell your gf where it came from and let her decide. he got mad said i was ruining his proposal and making it about me like always. my mum dragged me into the kitchen saying everyone noticed i wasn’t happy and that i left halfway thru dinner. yeah bc i was crying in the bathroom like ????
dad tried to calm it down but my brother kept going on about how selfish i was and that i’d been weird about my sister for years. i didn’t even say anything i just left early and haven’t spoken to any of them since. mum rang me yesterday saying have i calmed down and am i ready to say sorry and i said not really and she hung up
my cousin texted me later saying it was actually super messed up and she doesn’t blame me but idk. i probably could’ve handled it better but i just felt so blindsided. it’s not even about the stupid ring it’s just like. they acted like it didn’t matter to me. like i didn’t matter
so yeah. aita?
