Gran picked a fight last night. Said Alyona had been throwing up because my parenting amounted to child abuse. No valid explanation, no credible research, no ground whatsoever except basically "I hate your guts". When I called her on her bullshit, she justified her accusations with "I just know it and I don't need another reason". So I dropped the whole thing. When she's in one of her moods, it's no use expecting an intelligent response. I just let her take her frustration out on me and wait it out.
And today, just like always, just like I knew she would, she came out with the real reason behind her tantrum. Turns out, she had had an altercation with one of the staff at the hospital. The staff had been mean to Alyona, gran yelled at her very rudely (way more rudely that was exactly necessary), and the whole thing put her in a very belligerent disposition. Whenever it happens, she dumps all her shit on me. I know no other way except internalize it. Kinda sheds some light on Alyona's nervous tics and those lumps in both my breasts that allegedly are stress-related.
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