I have a problem with the way you behave
Whats the deal with it still not being Friday? Also, whats the deal with my parents and my brother neglecting to call me when grandmother was taken to the hospital the other night? No one has a problem calling when they need or want something but calling me when my poor, lovely grandmother has to be rushed to the hospital is apparently too much of a hassle. Bitter? Yes but only because my grandmother is fine.
My list of family “dramas” is growing at an alarming rate these days. I’ve vaguely mentioned this before when I decided to skip town for Thanksgiving and since then things have continued to get worse. I’m constantly finding myself in a heated argument with either my mother or my father. All because I dared to have a different view of a certain situation (cryptic, yes, sorry). These arguments are starting to make my teens, a time when I had a constant sore throat from arguing with my parents, look easy ( I didn’t cause my parents a lot of disciplinary problems back then but good grief did I like to argue) .
The arguments with my parents are so common these days that they are starting to seem routine like. Someone will initiate a call most likely to simply say “Hi.” My Mother/Father will mention the latest news on the “situation.” I’ll ask what they are doing about it and boom! They go into defense mode and the yelling begins. I’ll sit there and listen for 5 minutes or so while I’m told that I have no clue about life or what the real world is like because...because I don’t have kids. I wish I could go into specifics because me not having kids has NOTHING to do with the situation. Nothing. Zip Zilch. Zero. Them throwing things at me is simply out of anger because I don’t agree with how things are being handled. When I finally hang up after telling them that I’m not going to listen to them insult me over and over again I can expect a phone call from my brother thanking me for making his life even more annoying (I have to admit that the evil older sister in me laughs a little when he calls). Lather. Rinse. Repeat.
Depressing huh?
I think I need to change my cell number and forget to tell them for a while. Mean? Yes but I need a break.
9 minutes ‘till Friday.
