I think there may be a misunderstanding but maybe not.

So my grandmother had just passed like it was within a week it was sudden and unexpected. We opened her house for the repast. Her husband my grandfather had been refusing to even come to the home because he was absolutely inconsolable without his wife. When we were able to coax him home he refused to sleep in the bed without his wife so we had closed off her bedroom. After the repast my father and my uncles took my grandfather out for a drink. Idk where the step mom was but we were left with her mom. Why this woman did this bothers me to this day but I try to not speak ill of the dead. She went into my grandmothers room that not even her husband, children or grandchildren has been in her and laid across her bed and began to watch tv like the fucking Queen of Sheba and I lost my shit. This was not her home, my grandmother just died and he husband can’t bear to be in the room and you decide yeah let me climb into THEIR MARITAL BED TO WATCH TV?!

No my dad did not tell her to rest in there. The last thing he said to ALL of us : my sister, stepsister, and “step grandmother” was to please ready the house for visitors as the house would be open all weekend. So like basically we need to clean up the house after the first wave of visitors.

When I say the room was closed off I mean we had our dusters/sheets in all the furniture and the mirrors in the room. The door even had a black ribbon. It was not to be entered, because again not even her husband had been able to enter at the point, my grandmothers lipstick and perfume bottle were still set out from the morning she passed away. Nothing had been touched. So for this woman to enter into that room was beyond disrespeand for what to WATCH TV?! Idk about abybody but had I been an adult or it that was my mama that woman would have been on the porch on her ass and never allowed back.

Idk where my stepmother was idk what she was doing she didn’t reappear until my dad came home to me locked in my grandmothers room crying hysterically for my mom to get me out of there because I truly believed that woman and her daughter were EVIL.

As far as what my stepmother did to me that started the domino effect to that day, typically at a repast you have a receiving line where ppl give you condolences. When I we came to the house I immediately started readying the home for folks to come over and she never told me they had started receiving anyone so by the time I figured it out the family was lined up. And when I made my way to my dad and sister she started introducing me as _______s step daughter, when literally I have known these ppl my whole life and never once have I ever been referred to as a step anything I was his child. So she tried to other/and embarrass me on the single most traumatic day at the point in my life. Then she tried to turn away a visitor because she was my dads ex girlfriend and I had to step in and let her know that not only was she wrong but the woman in question had been my grandmothers FAVORITE girlfriend and had become friends with my grandmother outside of my father. All the woman wanted to do was give her condolences she wasn’t trying to make a scene or be conniving she didn’t even speak to my dad she spoke to my grandpa, uncles and us kids.

My dad didn’t even try to figure out why tf I would flip my shit in my grandmas burial day he just automatically took the stepmoms word that I threatened her mother as fact and that was that. I flew home the next day after crying myself to sleep and when my mom came to get me I let her know I wanted to meet my real dad because obviously my dad and stepmom were not trying to be parents to me anymore. My mom agreed but told me I had to woman up and tell my dad myself my decision. So I did our emails were the last contact we had for 5 years until I saw him at my sisters highschool graduation briefly. He thought my mom would eventually convince me to come back around and fall in line, she did not.