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Our first story comes from Aunt Undertaker.

And before we do get into the story, I just thought, I want to give you a warning.

It contains talk of car accidents, parental death, talk of suicide and abuse.

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Now this story is titled, Told My Sister if she sets one foot inside my nephew's wedding.

I'll drag her out of it myself. Family thinks I'm the asshole. Long time lurker, never thought

I would make a post, but I'm angry and not thinking clearly.

I also apologize in advance. I'm a brute and don't mince words. I'm 47 female. My nephew Joey 21 is

getting married in two weeks and his mother, Judy 45, is trying to come, but I've adamantly

told her not to because of how much shit she's

put him through in the recent years. When Joey was 18, he was in a car crash with his father.

His father died a few days later, and Joey was also hurt, but obviously survived. I know all of

this was triggered by my sister's grief, and I'm trying to be mindful of that.

First, she purposely missed his high school graduation because she couldn't imagine being there without his father.

Joey was understanding and thankfully me and his girlfriend, now fiancé's family, were there for him.

Judy insisted on still hosting a graduation party a week or so later.

I wasn't able to get there until towards the end.

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