Family Woes
Actually, I wanted to make a post about how much I love my favorite show at the moment. I might still do that later on. Right now, my family swept in and killed the mood with ever-present skill.
I love my family. I really do. They're great people, and I get along with them most of the time.
They won't just let me do my thing, though.
I know that I'm not exactly a person with a completely normal lifestyle. I usually sleep during the day, not in the night. I like it better that way. I'm not a very sociable person, meaning I don't seek out the company of others all that much. My life is kinda chaotic. I like it that way, though. My family doesn't. Am I trying to force them to live like I do? No. They're obviously trying to launch another attempt at making me live like they do, though. My parents summoned me for a "conversation" this week-end. I know exactly how this is gonna go: we're all going to sit in the living room, my mom will have made coffee in order to make us all feel like we're just having a casual conversation like any family might on a Saturday afternoon, and then they're going to tell me that I need to change my lifestyle. I will nod and say yes until they finally decide to shut up, and then I will not stay there for the night but drive home because I'm quietly seething with anger, and I will resent them for a couple of weeks, and then everything will start anew.
Why the fuck can't they just leave me alone? I liked it a lot better when I was living 400km away and they didn't see or hear anything that was going on in my life aside from what I decided to let them know. And people wonder why I want to emigrate.
I love my family. I really do. They're great people, and I get along with them most of the time.
They won't just let me do my thing, though.
I know that I'm not exactly a person with a completely normal lifestyle. I usually sleep during the day, not in the night. I like it better that way. I'm not a very sociable person, meaning I don't seek out the company of others all that much. My life is kinda chaotic. I like it that way, though. My family doesn't. Am I trying to force them to live like I do? No. They're obviously trying to launch another attempt at making me live like they do, though. My parents summoned me for a "conversation" this week-end. I know exactly how this is gonna go: we're all going to sit in the living room, my mom will have made coffee in order to make us all feel like we're just having a casual conversation like any family might on a Saturday afternoon, and then they're going to tell me that I need to change my lifestyle. I will nod and say yes until they finally decide to shut up, and then I will not stay there for the night but drive home because I'm quietly seething with anger, and I will resent them for a couple of weeks, and then everything will start anew.
Why the fuck can't they just leave me alone? I liked it a lot better when I was living 400km away and they didn't see or hear anything that was going on in my life aside from what I decided to let them know. And people wonder why I want to emigrate.
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But really it´s weird and it´s no logic in the part that you don´t give unwished advises to anybody and the person reproachs you that you don´t said what you thought. I can´t understand that and I´m saying what I´m thinking, if you ask me. Sometimes I give them a thought if I think that´s neccessary but I don´t want to change everyone and I don´t want to take choises for another persons. I help if they want that. But sometimes it dosen´t matter, what I do it´s in each way wrong. But I don´t understand people (you know, *smile* I have only one brain cell) because I´m not able to live up to the expectations or to fulfill the expectations from some persons. *sigh*
I think you are a wonderful person and I hope you do what you want to do and that will be good for you.
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*hugs*