So I talked a little about my family drama and non-drama.
Ultimately, I decided to uninvite my aunt. It’s OK if you think I am the Worst Person Ever, because I kind of do too. My mom asked me to call my uncle (the only other family member who still really talks to her), who suggested I tell her now that she was no longer welcome—we thought maybe we could tell her if she didn’t stop she wouldn’t be welcome.
I won’t get into the details—it was sucky then and it still isn’t a great feeling, but I called and gave her son a heads up (his reply was, “Oh, yeah, definitely, I was assuming that.”) and then ripped off the Bandaid. I got yelled at a lot, but then it was over and everyone felt better she wasn’t coming. My uncle and I talked to the rest of the their siblings and everyone was super supportive, which also made me feel better. I also gave the venue coordinator a heads up, and one of our guests is a cop, but nothing happened at the reception, so that was good. (If you’re in the same situation, my venue coordinator said they NEVER come.)
But enough of that—there were some other things that went on with the guest list too.