Mar 9, 2006, 01:01 PM
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Not very well. My mom works all the time and I only see her at night. She tries to be slick and is very annoying. She asks the same questions and makes the same statements over and over until you have to yell at her for being annoying. For example, she comes in my room with a plate of oranges and asks if I want any. I say, "no" and then she asks, "you don't want any? it's sweet." I say, "no" again and she stands there looking around my room then looks at me again, "you don't want any?" and then I get annoyed and tell her that she just asked me the same question 3 times and I keep saying, "no" and how many times is she going to bother me with the same questions.
My dad is ignorant and stuborn. He always puts me and my sister down when we try to talk to him and never considers what we have to say; that's why we don't like talking to him anymore. We only talk to him when we need help. For example, his health insurance covers us so we need to ask him which doctors are accepting his insurance. He always digresses too. I was learning stick shift and asked him if it's always nessesary to down shift when braking, then he gives a freaking lecture about what happens when you step on the clutch. He didn't even answer my question, I usually ignore what he says once he starts his useless lectures. He also always thinks he's right and yells at me and my sister when we oppose him. One time we were arguing about how a device worked and said to me, "you don't listen to me!!" then I stepped in and said, "No, YOU don't listen to me!!" then showed him right there how the device worked and he was speechless. It felt so good to prove him wrong and to step on his cockiness but the next time we talked he was his same old self again.
Me, my sister, and dad don't have a love warming expressing relationship but we live together and have small compromises. Unfortunately, this is as far as I see that it'll go.
My mom.. it's already like she's not here. She has practically no influence on my life.
So I don't really have a relationship with my parents. It's like they take care of me because it's their job as parents and not that they want to. But I'm trying to learn to be grateful to them because right now they're one of the very few things in life that matters most to me; even with that kind of relationship.
Jam it back in, in the dark.
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