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So.
I had this somewhat blow up with my sister last night about me going to Minnesota.
Is it a bad thing that I've become so lethargic to explain myself to her because I already know that no matter how I vie for her comprehension she will never allow it to be a good thing?
There is nothing I could say to appease her.
Just guilt trip after put down after guilt trip.
I hate how her reactions and over dramatic antics with this situation makes me want to do horrible and cliche rebellious things, or pretty much everything she did with Bryan when they started dating; do an angry flailing dance while shouting "I'LL DO WHAT I WANT IT'S MY LIFE YOU JUST DON'T WANT ME TO BE HAPPY"
I also love how I am the only one who puts stress on this family, or so I am told.
I kept this trip low key and personal for that reason; I'm not looking to stress ANY one out at all, especially myself.
Just get to know him, talk to him, I said to her. I figured she was being judgmental without actually taking a moment to get to know him. Wrong again. She's not judging him, she's judging me, she says. She somehow knows how I feel and what I want better than I do. "No woman wants the child of another woman". How unbelievably cold.
I think my favourite part is she spoke with Russ and very nicely and politely stated her only concern was that I would get hurt. Then she turned around to me and ripped my face off and fucking eviscerated me. Seriously.
I can understand worrying about someone, but there's worrying and then there is suffocating and degrading.
This is coming from the girl who told me "always get what you want out of a relationship, don't let anyone tell you different."
I would love to do that, little sister, so please back off.
I had this somewhat blow up with my sister last night about me going to Minnesota.
Is it a bad thing that I've become so lethargic to explain myself to her because I already know that no matter how I vie for her comprehension she will never allow it to be a good thing?
There is nothing I could say to appease her.
Just guilt trip after put down after guilt trip.
I hate how her reactions and over dramatic antics with this situation makes me want to do horrible and cliche rebellious things, or pretty much everything she did with Bryan when they started dating; do an angry flailing dance while shouting "I'LL DO WHAT I WANT IT'S MY LIFE YOU JUST DON'T WANT ME TO BE HAPPY"
I also love how I am the only one who puts stress on this family, or so I am told.
I kept this trip low key and personal for that reason; I'm not looking to stress ANY one out at all, especially myself.
Just get to know him, talk to him, I said to her. I figured she was being judgmental without actually taking a moment to get to know him. Wrong again. She's not judging him, she's judging me, she says. She somehow knows how I feel and what I want better than I do. "No woman wants the child of another woman". How unbelievably cold.
I think my favourite part is she spoke with Russ and very nicely and politely stated her only concern was that I would get hurt. Then she turned around to me and ripped my face off and fucking eviscerated me. Seriously.
I can understand worrying about someone, but there's worrying and then there is suffocating and degrading.
This is coming from the girl who told me "always get what you want out of a relationship, don't let anyone tell you different."
I would love to do that, little sister, so please back off.