Greentext

30 years ago, I was dating a guy whose family's love language was mean, spiteful shouting at the top of their lungs at each other. His mom and his sister, in particular, seemed to despise me right from the start of our relationship. My boyfriend insisted that they both liked me, though, and had a special place in their heart for me. The sister and mother both made it clear that they believed I was not good enough for him but also acted like I was too good for him.

Towards the end of our relationship, my boyfriend's brother-in-law passed away suddenly and tragically due to a drug overdose. I was on a trip out of town when it happened, but I was able to get back home the morning of the funeral. Because I'd been out of town, I hadn't actually gotten a chance to talk to my boyfriend's sister or any of the family before hand.

We get to the funeral and there's a line of friends and family going in, each person stopping to talk to the widow. While in line my boyfriend told me that his sister was maintaining her composure well, but that she's probably going to break down when she sees me because she didn't think I was going to be there, and how it was going to mean so much to her that I was able to make it. Really talking it up.

Finally we get up there to her, and I said something like "I'm so sorry, how are you holding up?"

The sister's whole demeanor just flipped. She immediately went into rage mode, "How the fuck do you think I'm holding up? My husband just died." She didn't quite yell it, but she said it loudly enough that everyone there could hear it. Awkward. To be honest, she was a hateful person in general and lashed out in pain, but come on.

Anyway, I know it's not fair to judge, but she did move on to a new man (her dead husband's drug dealer) in a matter of weeks after the funeral. I mean, good for her, of course, but it does make people talk.