Madness string 682

Random mermaid
She cares not if her words are silent whispers, never to be seen by any caring eyes, everyone gone, gone, floating gently on coloured light, insubstantial - Dead? In the far reach of the universe a lone feline slumbers. Layered in Nightmares, she Dreams.

Sounds like your aunt is just jealous she lacks your problem-solving skills and personal style, and, like all resentful no-talent scrubs, confuses 'tearing down those who did something' with 'I did something', hence her campaign against you. Her jealousy is unbecoming. Wear the pretty things in good health and find it in your heart to pity the poor old termagant who may be older but has certainly not acquired any wisdom or grace.