fyi: Ingesting soap is extremely laxative.Quote:
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fyi: Ingesting soap is extremely laxative.Quote:
Originally Posted by Prairie Mermaid Jamie
I've lived with the whole roommate issue before. I.e. labeling food, why are you eating my food... etc. But I would not get myself into a prank war if I were you. Honestly, if you give your roomies diarhea, who is going to clean the bathroom? are they goingto understand that they deserve it because they steal your food or will they just think you are a meanie and seek revenge. punishment only works as a corrective if they know they are being punished and why. Otherwise it just escalates the situation.Quote:
Originally Posted by PearlieMae
my recommendation would be a minifridge in your room with a padlock. If they won't respect your food, then don't put food where they can get it anymore.
Or just get a crate that you can put a pad lock on that fits in the fridge you have... Deal with it like an adult. Also, You can put together an invoice of the food, and bill them weekly.
You guys are being way too sensible and grown up.
And you're right.
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I have a compromise between reasonable and evil.....
Laxative idea but make sure to walk in as they get half way through or just finish eating and go 'oh you didn't eat my food did you? I put laxatives in it to find out who kept stealing all my food... I really hope you didn't cause I crushed a whole pack in.... Going to have to keep doing that til whoever it is learns their lesson... If you know who it is maybe you could warn them? Thaaanks!' and walk back out the door with a smile :D
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I know... I remember dealing with roommate issues in college- I think most people had roommate issues in college. I think it is part of the maturation process. Yes, there was one roommate issue, where we just knew from the very beginning that the arranged housing was going to be bad news, and I think within 3 weeks we had a game plan in place to get us separated. Again though, it was a communicated joint effort and we cooperated and got our housing reassigned. There was no animosity or bitchiness, just a very clear understanding that this was not going to work.
Keep talking through it, and work on meeting others who enjoy cooking as well- creating a communal cooking group can be a lot of fun! This would allow you to make it a travelling social group that excludes your roommates, and makes it clear that this is not their food.
GOOD LUCK!
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Funny story about dish soap!Quote:
Originally Posted by PearlieMae
When I was just a baby, my mom and aunt were hanging out and really wanted some french fries. My mom kept a deep fryer on the counter so she went and turned it on, and fried up some yumminess. She didn't realize that the oil had a greenish tinge, and it turns out that my older brother (who was only 5 at the time) had emptied out the entire bottle of Palmolive dish soap into the fryer earlier that day. She and my aunt dug into the fries only to be surprised by a horribly soapy taste.
To this day, she can't buy Palmolive. She only uses Dawn soap. If you make her sniff Palmolive she literally GAGS and it's been 25+ years since this happened.
Omg I'm gagging just thinking about it lol hey momo do that to your roomie XD
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The way our dorm is set up, we all share the same bed room (we have one living room, and a kitchen and one bedroom we all share with an attached bathroom)
I mean it could be worse, last year there was this girl who's roommate ALWAYS had guys over for bootycalls at all hours of the day (including finals week) without telling her so I'd go to the bathroom at like 10pm and she'd be sitting in the hallway outside the room door, then I'd go again at 3am and she'd still be there! I felt so bad for her
So i kept strong against my family in not wanting to sing at the party on Saturday.
My brother made the videoclip with the photos of my grandmother in it, he said he would like to make that for me (no idea why he is so friendly all of a sudden) and he showed the result to me yesterday. It looks great.
On Friday my hubby and I will bake 140 cupcakes for the party and during the party we volunteered to poor drinks for guests.
So you'd think all is well....but it's not.
My parents are being weird about the house building situation and extremely stubborn.
Last week my father said he is not willing to pay for the house, or at least not the price the building company gave us, even though it is by far in the budget my mom had set for it.
I talked with my mom and explained that we will pay for things ourselves as well and are putting money aside. Besides that we will be paying money to them every month, and not a tiny amount but as much as we can spare and i told her the minimum we will pay every month, she was impressed and said that we did not have to pay that much back every month but i told her we wanted to.
I was hoping this would put their mind at ease more, to know that we are not mooching of of them and are paying back from day 1.
The way my parents want it now is that we will have to move in with them for a month or even longer before the house can be even build!
I have no idea why they are so stubborn and doing this.
Then there is something else that is bothering me....last night my brother called me to show me the video and he talked about the party. He asked me if i knew who was performing and what was going to happen, and the truth is i barely know anything since my parents are preparing the party with my brother only and are leaving me out of everything.
He told me that he is going to sing a lot of song as well....here is the thing....my brother can't sing!
For some reason he feels that he can sing and no one dares to tell him otherwise.
He keeps saying people compliment him and his wife for their singing but people have told me and my parents that they don't like it and that they should stick to playing their instruments and not sing anymore.
Now my brother said that my parents told him that he sang very good so they were happy he would be singing a lot of songs.
Today i asked my parents if they actually said that to him, because even my parents told my brother he is not a good singer and that if he really wants to sing he really needs to start taking singing lessons.
Today they told me they actually think he sang good!
My dad said:" You know...we HAVE a good singer in our family...but well...." and then he gave me a look " you refuse to sing...so he has to."
And i replied with:' That is correct, i will not be singing."
I hate the mind f*cks, the judging tone in my parents voices, the belittleling....
I just can't believe it! I am sure he is getting better at singing in tune, but singing in tune and actually being able to sing are 2 COMPLETELY different things.
Just because someone can sing in tune/key does not mean it sounds good or that they can sing well.
I am just so pissed..... it seems that all my life my brother wants to take the spotlight from everyone.
If i acutally have something to share with people he will make sure to talk over it quickly and put the attention on him again.
I am a reiki/energy healer and my brother has NO connection to this sort of work/field AT ALL.
This one summer a friend of ours whom we have known for years and years and so happens to have become a well known actor in his country, talked to me about reiki. His wife works with reiki and he was learning a lot about it, so him and I had a connection there and a great talk about it.
All of a sudden my brother said he wants to learn reiki.
He asked me to give him the dvd i had so he could become a reiki master....LOL....i was like....hell no.....i will not simply give you a dvd. You do not learn it from a dvd, it is something that is already inside of you and you need to learn it from a proper teacher and put the work and effort into it.
So i refused it. He dropped the whole thing after that.
He has done this with many things....where he saw i was getting a slight bit of attention with something and he would jump right in trying to copy me, steal my ideas etc.
Now he is focused on singing and things he will make it.
He even said that one of the guys who will be performing at the party had said he would only perform if my brother would perform with him, my brother claims the guy said :" Since you are such a famous guitarist i would love to perform with you."
I mean.... :lol: my brother is NOT a famous guitarist...i have no idea what he or my parents are telling people but he is not.
He travels the world with his wife to perform concerts together but guess what.....most of them he plays at for free, he has to pay his own travel expenses as well.
When he tours an entire summer, the bit of money he makes goes towards the travelling he does and most of what he does is at small cafe's, venues etc.
I am getting really fed up with this facade that my family is putting up for the world, pretending to be something they are not.
My hubby said i should not let this stuff bother me and not care.
But i told him i do care, it is like everytime i slightly succes of have a little but of succes in some way, be it singing or something else, my brother has to take it away from me.
Is it that weird or stupid that at some point i would like to get a little bit of recognition for what i do/have done? And not constantly be pushed aside like i mean nothing?
I do not want to be in the spotlight all the time like my brother, don't get me wrong, but being pushed aside constantly by your own family hurts....it really does....
Now another thing that happened.
I had a long talk with my hubby since there has been tension between him and I lately...not really weird considering all the stress we have been and are under at the moment.
But his biggest issue is that i am not affectionate towards him.
I can only say that he is right...i am not affectionate at all.
My hubby can come up to me during the day and wantig a hug and i don't like that, or he will want a kiss and i wont give him one.
I know why i am like that.
Affection equals pain to me.
So much has happened in my life, i have been hurt so many times by my family, people i trusted, and by men that i have completly shut down from any kind of affection and don't want it anymore.
My first boyfriend ever abused me emotionally and fysically, after that i never was the same again.
The few men i dated or was in a short relationship with after (which were not many) all treated me badly too.
About 5 years ago i was treated like nothing again and i told my self....this is enough...i am done...
About 2 months later i bought a dog, my everything <3, and decided to live alone since it was much more calm and relaxed for.
About 6 months later i met my hubby and i decided to do some soul searching...i read Louise Hay's You Can Heal Your Life and began to recognize the patterns i had been in all those years and made changes accordingly.
But i never made the change of openening myself up again.
After my very first boyfriend i shut down and it only got worse and worse after that.
How on earth am i supposed to even begin to open up again?
Does anyone know of a book i could read? Or any other recommendations?
To top of this wonderfull story...ugh....my ipod crashed on Sunday and i lost ALL my music. I put the music on the ipod in a time where i did not know how to back up stuff yet (years and years ago) so no i have to get ALL my music back o my laptop and then on my ipod.... I guess it is one of those weeks......oooh...almost forgot....i may be in early menopause since i sleep horribly and get burning hot at times, during the day and night without any reasoning and sweat like crazy.
It may be the stress but i am not sure.... ugh......
After all that happened today with my parents and the stress with my hubby....i could not help but buy chocolate to comfort myself.
Adalira, your family is toxic.
Your parents are playing you, mom acts like the good guy/reasonable one while your dad acts like the angry enforcer. Living with them for a month before they're willing to start building? Control tactic, it won't be just a month because then you'll have nowhere to live while the build is happening (I don't know what the rules etc are where you are but here in San Francisco even a simple addition on a house can take 6 months or more) and you'll be expected to follow their rules and lay down like the doormat they want you to be.
Your brother trying to take everything you're good at is fairly standard in the Golden Child/Scapegoat dynamic, the Scapegoat cannot have anything that they excel at. Only the Golden Child is allowed. These are the roles your parents insist that you both fit into. By brushing aside anything you do they are pushing the dynamic, they wan't you to chase them for affection and recognition. They get a sick reward from you chasing them.
Honestly the best thing you can do for yourself is to distance yourself from them (I've noticed that you see them an awful lot. I have a good relationship with my parents and I don't see them nearly as often) because the level of enmeshment that they require will drive you crazy
Get away from your idiot family as fast as possible. I'd rather like in a cardboard box than put up with that kind of manipulation. Your brother is an asshole.
Get couples counseling if you want to stay with your husband. If not, get a divorce. Move. Get your own life - or lives (with your husband). Buying a book isn't going to do you any good.
Menopause is a bitch, and stress can make symptoms worse. Extract yourself from the toxic waste dump that is your mess of a family!
Forget the ipod for now, you have bigger issues to deal with.
Like PhaylennMurúch said, Adalira, your family is toxic. All of this crap that they're pulling seems to me to be a big stunt to control you, and I seriously commend you for not bending to their whims. I would avoid moving in with your parents if at all possible, and not let their head games get to you. Something my dad has taught me over the years is that you can't change the character of another - as hard as it may be, I'd recommend taking a deep breath (or maybe lots of deep breaths!) and a step back from them and their drama - just let it roll off of you without affecting you. Your brother wants to sing, even though you don't think he's good at it? Fine, let him succeed or fail as he will - he's an adult, he'll make his own choices and suffer the consequences. Your parents are playing headgames with you? Call them out on it and refuse to go along with it, until they start treating you like the mature adult you are (though maybe this will have an affect on your house situation). Try to find and surround yourself with people who love and respect you for you, and let them be your new family.
As for your difficulties with showing affection to your husband, it sounds like you might want to start seeing a therapist to talk through what you've been through in the past. Books are all well and good, but a trained professional will be able to tailor his or her services to most benefit you - and don't be afraid to shop around for someone you really click with. I've seen therapists before and they really are so helpful. Good luck, and stay strong!
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Unrelated to all yall here. Wanna have a quick sook. Apparently my body is a woss and can't handle it's pain killers. I had a toothache and got prescribed some antibiotics for the infection and strong painkillers for the pain. Took the first dost last night, woke up middle of the night with the most sever pain I had ever experienced. My mum drove me to the hospital and I actually threw up so hard that I got all these little red dots all over my face (looked kind of like red freckles). Apparently my body just can't handle powerful pain killers (I suppose that's what happens when you try and not take panadol at all unless you really need it). So yeah, that was a fun way to spend midnight :)
Ouch! I hope you feel better, soon! I get little red dots all over my eyelids, when I throw up.
I just had the most shitty day imaginable. I got about five hours of sleep last night and have been dead tired all day. I had a meeting which ended with the one person that I NEED to understand certain things basically saying they weren't important and I had work and I screwed up a lot and I still have a TON of math homework and I don't know what I'm doing. I feel like I have no one to talk to and I'm sick to my stomach. I am not suicidal (thankfully, right?) but I just don't want to be where I'm at anymore. If it's going to be a 'screw you' type situation then I need out. I just can't take it anymore.
Amphitrite, sweetheart, we're all here for you to talk to, and if you want to PM me go for it. The most important thing is for you to get enough sleep - so let your math homework go (maybe your teacher will give you an extension, but if he/she doesn't, missing one or two assignments isn't going to be the end of the world, I promise you) and please get a good night's sleep first and foremost.
Why does this one person need to understand these certain things? Is anyone going to lose life or limb if he/she doesn't get it? More importantly, are YOU quite certain that you haven't screwed up a lot? Because if you know that you've done the best you can, then this other person is just mistaken and you should try not to let that upset you. I know you'll find a way to let them know they're wrong about x/y/z thing in a mature, respectful manner.
Again - take a deep breath. If you need to cry to let some of the stress go, do that. (Taking a hot shower helps me when I'm feeling stressed or upset, especially right before bed, I find. I like to imagine all the negative thoughts/feelings just washing off me and running down the drain.) Then go to bed and deal with it in the morning. You'll be alright!
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My mom isn't home and my dad just goes off on me when he sees that I'm doing homework and not studying. Then when I start to study he starts yelling at me again for not doing homework. He is refusing to take me to work tomorrow morning unless i stay up all night studying and get my homework done. He telling me that I'm lazy and that I'm going to flunk out of college and that he going to take away all my possessions if I don't get an A on my test. When he starts being mean and yelling at me I can't help but to start to sob and then he yells at me even more telling me that I'm a baby and it makes me start sobbing even more.
I just really want to start my new job and save up enough to move out of my parents house, but that's never going to happen because I'm never going to be able to make enough money to support myself through school and pay bills even if I have a roommate or two. I really hate what he does to me.
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Kelly, it sounds like you need to sit your Dad down with an impartial party and explain to him that yelling at ANYONE doesn't make them study more efficiently or finish homework faster, it does the opposite. If he's behaving this way because he's scared you're not taking school seriously, then pointing out to him you are serious about school but his behavior is hurtful and confusing and isn't going to procure the 'result' that he wants. That's not how you work, and it isn't how most living things work. Screaming at a cat to love you isn't going to make it love you, it's going to make it scared and possibly aggressive towards you.
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AGREED. You really need to talk to him. Maybe go to a family councillor?
Good luck with that Kelly.
He sounds like my dad :/ sounds like an asshole.
my advice would be to cut him out of your life. You don't need that kind of asshattery. But because you still live with him... I suggest you lock your door and when you need to eat bring the food upstairs.
I second Sabrina's vote for seeing a family counselor, and seeing if you can have a calm/rational conversation with him to explain that his methods are going to get him the opposite of what he wants. (Also...maybe the hw/studying is for different classes, but either way I feel like they should go hand in hand. In doing homework, you're reinforcing the things you learned in class, which is a kind of studying; in studying, you're working out the kinks in and solidifying your knowledge of a subject, which in turn helps when you turn around and try to do some homework. Might be worth mentioning to your dad.)
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Although, I do agree with SeaGlass that distance is the solution.
However, given that moving out isn't an option, counseling might help smooth relations a little.
In my experience, people with a certain... attitude refuse to go to a counseling.
I've been eating in my room for years.
Amazed I didn't starve yet.
agreed. my dad refused counselling too. he's convinced IM the crazy one.
Here's my bitch: I'm a college student paying $500+ (in Texas, that's expensive) for an apartment, and of the three bedrooms in the place, only mine has a roach infestation :( My roomies have seen maybe one each in the past five months but I have seen more roaches in the past WEEK than I have seen in my entire life. I even had one in my bed! :mad:
I've sprayed, I've had the place exterminated, I've put out baits, but nothing will make them go away! So, I'm paying all this money and I get to sleep on the couch and shower & use the restrooms on campus because I can't use my own. Lovely.
If your room has roaches, you can bet the entire place has them. And the problem with an apartment building is that, when you exterminate from one apartment, they run to the next until the coast is clear and come back. The entire building needs to be fumigated.
My grandmother used to upholster furniture and she opened the back of a couch and an entire colony fell out! We had to bomb the whole house with one of those tents!
Ouuuuch. That. Sucks. Big. Time.
I live in a fairly clean suburb of Chicago but I'm originally from Manhattan, and my dad and his wife and her children live in Chicago proper, so the roach issue is a terrifying one to me, especially given that I'd also prefer to not kill critters. (I was SO mad when my mom called the exterminator on the mice a few years ago, them I don't mind sharing with)
But roaches, I'd feel terrible afterward, but honestly, KILL THE LOT OF 'EM!!!
If you are allowed a pet, you can also invest in a cat.
I guarantee she'll keep your room bug-free, especially is she is indoors and bored ;)
And totally toxin-free at that!
Thank you all for your words of support and your honesty, it means so much to me and makes me feel stronger. It is good to hear that all that i have been thinking and feeling is not all in my head, it makes me stronger and more able to stand up to my family.
I read all of your messages and wanted to reply sooner but i was not feeling well at all, i have a bad cold and like said i may be going through early menopause. I need to call the doctor on Monday to get some tests done.
To top it off 2 nights ago i got locked out of the house with my dog because of hornets.
I went outside to let my dog out before going to bed and i checked the door for hornets (they get aggresive now because the temperatures are dropping) but i did not see any.
As soon as i opened the door one attacked me! I ran off with my dog but when i went back to check the door....the door was covered in them! They were everywhere and even on the spots where if i would open the door they would fly inside!
So i knocked on the bedroom window to get my hubby to the window.
I told him about it and he first laughed, which i understand, pretty crazy what was going on.
He tried getting them away from the door by kicking the door from the inside but they would not move at all.
We only have 2 windows that can open and one is at the bedroom but the nest of the hornets is right next to it and they were on the windows there to, i could only tap on it quickly to get my hubby's attention and walk back a few feet before talking to him.
The other window is my work room and there was a hornet on that as well trying to get it.
We tried multiple things but nothing worked.
An hour after i was locked out i told my hubby that i was getting too cold (my feet were wet since i only wore flip flops and no jacket since normally i am back inside in 5 minutes) and if i could not get in soon i would have to stay at my parents or call them for help.
Luckily the one hornet went away from my work room window and we quickly opened it to let my dog jump in first and then me.
I slept awful that night, i was shivering and had nightmares all night.
Yesterday when i woke up i felt like i was hit by a train, i just wanted to get some extra sleep but it was so busy i could not get any type of rest untill i went to bed around 11pm.
I started to shiver around 5 pm and felt a fever coming.
Today i had to bake cupcakes for tomorrow so again no extra rest.
Baked cupcakes from 9am to 8pm with my hubby.
Then this afternoon my brother calls me and said he showed the video of me singing with my grandmothers photo's to my mom and she cried when she saw it. But now my mom thinks it is a very bad idea to wait till tomorrow night before my dad can see the video because it may be too emotional for him.
So my brother called me to ask if it was ok to show it to my dad....i was like...NO WAY. It is meant for tomorrow evening.
He asked me to consider showing it in the afternoon tomorrow before the guests arrive and then later when the guests are there a second time.
I told him it was bullsh*t.
My mom started with me about it as well this evening and i told her that it is not going to happen.
The video is for tomorrow evening and that's that.
I told her exactly what the video would be, she even gave me a lot of the photos for it since i did not have those photos of my grandmother.
She can not simply tell me now that it will not be a surprise anymore, that's just stupid.
She said ok, but i think she and my brother will try to change my mind tomorrow before the party.
Thing is though....my brother told me that he made a video as well to start the evening with. He will use the holocaust in it as well when i know for a fact that my dad does not want to be confronted with that past, it gives him nightmares and he will not be able to sleep.
Why is THAT ok and my video of his mom not?
I told a friend of mine about it who knows my family and she said my brother is obnoxious for making that video and that it may ruin my dads evening.
My parents tried to play some mind games with me this week but i stood strong against them and it is thanks to my mer family here for helping me so much!
Thank you again everyone!
I will try to make some photos tomorrow of the cupcakes and post the link to the video of my grandmother here hopefully next week when it is on youtube.
My brother asked if it was ok to post it on youtube and i said it was, it is a great tribute to my grandmother.
I can't say it enough: Thank you my mer family:hug:
I'm sorry you got so sick!!!
Good luck with the party, though your brother's video seems utterly inconsiderate. It also seems like he's just trying to steal your thunder.
Have you managed to force the hornets to vacate yet?
Again, good luck with the party!
I hope it ends up being enjoyable!
Every time you post, I am stunned at how much of a jerk your brother is.
They are going to do what they want with your video, not much you can do to stop it. Ideally, they should tell your dad there is a surprise, does he want to see it before the party or at the party as originally planned, let him have the choice.
The total insensitivity of your brother's video is ghastly. He sounds seriously mentally ill and needs professional help.
Sorry about the hornets! I hope you feel better! :mermaid kiss:
Everytime I read I also want to punch him. I'm sorry for the cesspool you've been swimming through.
Today's Bitch:
If you're a model, and you are to model a non-contemporary piece.
You strike a pose like the woman who might have worn these clothes (look up old paintings if you don't know any), and not a crappy, run-off-the-mill, modern pose.
It looks cheap, tacky, and totally out of place.
Point in case:
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Haha all I can imagine now is a mermaid doing generic (non mermaid)model poses
Pffffft. *laughs* So true.
Well....it is the day after of the big night.
I am completely exhausted.
We had a ton of cupcakes left and i did not understand why.
I was quite sad about it, i thought maybe guests did not understand they could simply take them, or they did not like them.
I asked my mom why we had so many left over and she claimed she did not know either.
The end of the evening when my hubby and i left we took some home for ourselves and i told my mom again i did not understand why we had so many left and then she told me that it is because only 70 to 80 guests were there in stead of the 110 to 120 they claimed would come.
Well...that made a whole lot more sense, now i understood why we had so many left over.
My video and song were a big hit, i got a ton of compliments from guests (a lot are artists/singers so it meant a lot to me).
Funny thing is though that most of them said:" I was so touched by your video and you can sing so good! YOU have such a beautiful voice, YOU can really sing." emphasising the YOU part.
My brother also sang a lot last night so i knew what they meant when they said it to me ;-)
My brother, sister in law, mom and dad performed multiple songs together and my god....i got such a big Kelly Family feeling when i saw them lol.
The difference is though that the Kelly Family can actually sing.
The whole night was a big brag night for my brother, his wife and my parents.
I am glad i kept myself from it.
I was simply there to pour drinks and cater to people's needs, like show where they could hang their coats or where the bathroom was.
There was a very akward moment where a guest wanted to know where the bathroom was and my hubby and i showed him (gave us a chance to leave the room and get away from the room) but apparently after that last song my dad wanted to present the book and needed me and my hubby on the stage with him which we did not know so apparently they were calling us from the stage and the audience was as well but we did not know and i told my family that i would sit in the back and leave the room if guests needed me.
They never said that i needed to stay there at that time, so that was emberassing for my hubby and myself :-(
Then when we stood there and got the book they also wanted my brother, sister in law and mom there for the photos and then my dad said out loud in front of the audience:' I really hope we will continue to perform together for years and years to come"
I was like....really? They know i want to quit and they say this in front of all the guests?
I knew exactly why he did that though, trying to put more quilt on me and see if he can manipulate me into staying with the shows.
I was sad on the drive home last night, it was hard to keep the tears back.
There were people there who are friends of us and who my parents see multiple times a year and it was so clear that they never mention me and my hubby or what we do since i got the follow question multiple times last night:" What it is exactly that you do all day?"
So i had to explain multiple times that my hubby and i are running our own business and are doing very well and work 7 days a week.
I felt like i had to explain to people that i acutally work and don't sit on my ass all day doing nothing.
I felt questioned.
My hubby told me later not to worry about it and not to care.
How am i expected to just forget about the fact that i am clearly not on my parents mind when they talk to people and never will.
No matter how hard i work, no matter how succesfull my hubby and i are, that it will never be enough for them?
I love singing, i really do and the compliments i got last night make me wonder if i should work at it again and sing.
But honestly i do not want to be on stage with my family anymore and i am not sure if i want to be on stage again anymore. I would never want to be like my family.
So delussional on your talents, so bragging about myself without any shame what so ever.
My parents also told people that they sold the house my hubby and I live in that they were going to build us a new house.
I was surprised since my dad is giving me a completly different vibe at home.
I am not sure i want to live so close to my parents, i am getting scared.
Most likely i will be looking for houses to rent the next few weeks, hoping i find something amazing.
But i fear our only option is to move with my parents.
I am sorry if what i wrote did not make a lot of sense or was all over the place. I am so exhausted at the moment. I even deleted part of what i wrote of things that happened since i felt the way i wrote it may not make sense.
May I advise against this.Quote:
Originally Posted by Adalira
I know from personal experience that if family behaves obnoxious while you have your own place, it will get soooo incredibly much worse if you move back in with them.
You have your husband to help and speak on your behalf, but I bet it will be constant stress and carp, which is bad on all levels, not to speak health.
I really wish I hadn't taken the bait and given up my own apartment ("we will save so much money if we just move in together").
Now I have to deal with being treated like a 3 year old, including constant berating for not being obedient and submissive enough, and dare I mention I'm not a baby or pet dog, there's the ubiquitous eye-rolling accompanied "when will you ever grow up and stop behaving like a belligerent teenager".
And any "talking back" (actual arguments) is "naughty".