That's me, I'm a total life sucker...
I'm getting sick of my inlaws view of me. That I seem to do absolutely nothing while my husband does everything and support hobbies of mine that he really hates but costs lots of money. And apparently, my brother in law agrees with them.
Today, my father in law came over to help David put up the wallpaper we bought for around the fireplace. Ushey and I generally stay away cuz well, its uncomfortable for us to be around them (they don't even speak English when we're there, its all Russian.) When my father in law saw some new stuff for cosplay (probably the scrapbooks we bought to start putting photos of ourselves and our costumes and other projects in) as well as the fact that there was no food cooked (there usually is, we just needed to do groceries that day), and I suddenly hear David say a bunch of Russian and the word "cosplay" then my father in law saying a bunch of Russian along with "Come on David! That's not fair!" then the next moment, David comes into the room I'm in and tells me I need to help out when relatives are there.
Now, not only do I bloody cook and help out around the house (obviously, it's my damn house!), but I had spent the night before cleaning out the area that they were going to work in, which was really really messy! My legs and knee really ached after that. I was resting, hoping the pain would pass that morning before starting my chores when the complaints started hitting.
This isn't the first time I've been judged by them, but I'm officially going to stop giving a fuck. I don't need this. This isn't the first time people have poked at the fact I'm a housewife. Why don't they try balancing a disease, injuries, anxiety, post traumatic stress disorder, depression and taking care of a home and family instead of bitching at how I should be working full time and not on any of my hobbies. Lord, I'm studying for my license, and going to be looking for a part time job soon. Well, it's not like they've payed attention to when I've worked or done other things in the past, why bother now?
I found out that David has actually tried to correct them about the way they think, but I guess why listen to him when they can jump to their own damn conclusions? I dunno... I don't think this is the first time I've felt all these emotions... I always end up on friendly terms again with them.
Why is this so hard?
Today, my father in law came over to help David put up the wallpaper we bought for around the fireplace. Ushey and I generally stay away cuz well, its uncomfortable for us to be around them (they don't even speak English when we're there, its all Russian.) When my father in law saw some new stuff for cosplay (probably the scrapbooks we bought to start putting photos of ourselves and our costumes and other projects in) as well as the fact that there was no food cooked (there usually is, we just needed to do groceries that day), and I suddenly hear David say a bunch of Russian and the word "cosplay" then my father in law saying a bunch of Russian along with "Come on David! That's not fair!" then the next moment, David comes into the room I'm in and tells me I need to help out when relatives are there.
Now, not only do I bloody cook and help out around the house (obviously, it's my damn house!), but I had spent the night before cleaning out the area that they were going to work in, which was really really messy! My legs and knee really ached after that. I was resting, hoping the pain would pass that morning before starting my chores when the complaints started hitting.
This isn't the first time I've been judged by them, but I'm officially going to stop giving a fuck. I don't need this. This isn't the first time people have poked at the fact I'm a housewife. Why don't they try balancing a disease, injuries, anxiety, post traumatic stress disorder, depression and taking care of a home and family instead of bitching at how I should be working full time and not on any of my hobbies. Lord, I'm studying for my license, and going to be looking for a part time job soon. Well, it's not like they've payed attention to when I've worked or done other things in the past, why bother now?
I found out that David has actually tried to correct them about the way they think, but I guess why listen to him when they can jump to their own damn conclusions? I dunno... I don't think this is the first time I've felt all these emotions... I always end up on friendly terms again with them.
Why is this so hard?