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So I had another falling out with my family.
I know, everyone gasp in surprise on that one.
Basically it all started over peanut butter and my grades. The issue was with my grades is because I guess they wanted to see how many more semesters I would need to be in school. Now if they would have explained that up front instead of saying "give me your grades now" we probably wouldn't have had such an issue about it. Basically it was explained to me that since they were still paying for most of my stuff (school car etc) that they were entitled to them. Umm... then why am I busting my ass at Cingular to get activations and I make more than I have ever made at one job before plus commission. No, actually, I pay for most of my crap now. I brought this point to their attention. They seemed to have backed off about that now, but that was a running fight for about a week.
The other stupid retarded issue they were having started last night. My dad flipped out because I had the last of the peanut butter for a nostalgic PBJ sandwich. Well, my dad was screaming at me from the kitchen and I could hear him all the way in my room with the door closed (and that's upstairs and at the other end of the house people). Needless to say, I had to go to the stupid grocery store at 10pm last night to get peanut butter for my dad. He also had the nerve to say "why do I have to keep hiding food from you all the time?" OK, I know I'm not at my ideal weight, but Jesus, my family is so paranoid that I'll eat all of the food that they hide it all. So when I want to eat something for lunch or whatever, all that's in the cupboards are flour, sugar and basic crap that sits there.
I then got confronted again when I got home from the grocery store. Basically I was told that I don't want to be a part of this family and I don't care about them. Which I quickly reminded them that I never said any of those things and that they're over exaggerating the situation. My mom, who usually doesn't get involved with the tiffs I have with my dad, basically told me that "my actions speak louder than words" and "if my dad's new church is going to fly, then all of us have to be involved." Well, what if I don't want to go to church anymore? I'm 23, I have my rights don't I? It's not their decision to make for me. I was then told that if I didn't want to be in church than I was better off not living there. I told her that was fine.
Now, usually when they threaten to kick me out of the house (this is like threat #350525 from them) it's an empty one so I really don't think that they will do it, but I never put something like this past them. I also don't think that they think I'll have the balls (so to speak) to actually leave the house. Well, all I'm going to say is that I started looking for property today.
I know, everyone gasp in surprise on that one.
Basically it all started over peanut butter and my grades. The issue was with my grades is because I guess they wanted to see how many more semesters I would need to be in school. Now if they would have explained that up front instead of saying "give me your grades now" we probably wouldn't have had such an issue about it. Basically it was explained to me that since they were still paying for most of my stuff (school car etc) that they were entitled to them. Umm... then why am I busting my ass at Cingular to get activations and I make more than I have ever made at one job before plus commission. No, actually, I pay for most of my crap now. I brought this point to their attention. They seemed to have backed off about that now, but that was a running fight for about a week.
The other stupid retarded issue they were having started last night. My dad flipped out because I had the last of the peanut butter for a nostalgic PBJ sandwich. Well, my dad was screaming at me from the kitchen and I could hear him all the way in my room with the door closed (and that's upstairs and at the other end of the house people). Needless to say, I had to go to the stupid grocery store at 10pm last night to get peanut butter for my dad. He also had the nerve to say "why do I have to keep hiding food from you all the time?" OK, I know I'm not at my ideal weight, but Jesus, my family is so paranoid that I'll eat all of the food that they hide it all. So when I want to eat something for lunch or whatever, all that's in the cupboards are flour, sugar and basic crap that sits there.
I then got confronted again when I got home from the grocery store. Basically I was told that I don't want to be a part of this family and I don't care about them. Which I quickly reminded them that I never said any of those things and that they're over exaggerating the situation. My mom, who usually doesn't get involved with the tiffs I have with my dad, basically told me that "my actions speak louder than words" and "if my dad's new church is going to fly, then all of us have to be involved." Well, what if I don't want to go to church anymore? I'm 23, I have my rights don't I? It's not their decision to make for me. I was then told that if I didn't want to be in church than I was better off not living there. I told her that was fine.
Now, usually when they threaten to kick me out of the house (this is like threat #350525 from them) it's an empty one so I really don't think that they will do it, but I never put something like this past them. I also don't think that they think I'll have the balls (so to speak) to actually leave the house. Well, all I'm going to say is that I started looking for property today.