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Well, I just got into a fight with my dad. Hooray.
I can't say that I don't understand his point of view, it's just that I don't WANT to understand it. I recognize that as a person living under his roof, I must conform and abide by the laws rules. However, when I agree to do more than is necesary to make up for the injustices that I have done, he can't accept that. He can't accept the fact that I'm not going to be here on friday, when I oh so obviously have work I never agreed to do. I mean, I understand his point, but I never said I would work on the house with him on friday, and I also don't see how it was implied. And even though I don't see anything wrong with what I'm doing on friday, I... I agreed to... [I just thought I felt an earthquake]... I agreed to clean the house on saturday and work 12 hours through saturday and sunday. that's 6 hours each day. I guess that wasn't good enough for him, because he just had surgery and can't work for long periods of time, but I told him that I could work alone and he told me that I can't do it.
That was the first time he told me that I can't do something.
And I wanted to choke him for it. But regardless, I am planning on not coming back tomorrow, however, just to spite him [and partly to cover my own ass] I'm going to get up at 7:00am tomorrow [friday] and clean the house before I head over to my mom's house. Oh, yeah, the reason I'm going to my mom's house is so that I can accompany her to a hearing regarding her social security disability, since she's legally insane.
I'm trapped in an infinite game of "Good Son/Bad Son"
I can't say that I don't understand his point of view, it's just that I don't WANT to understand it. I recognize that as a person living under his roof, I must conform and abide by the laws rules. However, when I agree to do more than is necesary to make up for the injustices that I have done, he can't accept that. He can't accept the fact that I'm not going to be here on friday, when I oh so obviously have work I never agreed to do. I mean, I understand his point, but I never said I would work on the house with him on friday, and I also don't see how it was implied. And even though I don't see anything wrong with what I'm doing on friday, I... I agreed to... [I just thought I felt an earthquake]... I agreed to clean the house on saturday and work 12 hours through saturday and sunday. that's 6 hours each day. I guess that wasn't good enough for him, because he just had surgery and can't work for long periods of time, but I told him that I could work alone and he told me that I can't do it.
That was the first time he told me that I can't do something.
And I wanted to choke him for it. But regardless, I am planning on not coming back tomorrow, however, just to spite him [and partly to cover my own ass] I'm going to get up at 7:00am tomorrow [friday] and clean the house before I head over to my mom's house. Oh, yeah, the reason I'm going to my mom's house is so that I can accompany her to a hearing regarding her social security disability, since she's legally insane.
I'm trapped in an infinite game of "Good Son/Bad Son"