I cannot stand my mother, first off. She's an extremely aggravating, frustrating as hell bitch. And that's at the best of times.
Last week, she DEMANDED that I help my aunt move into her new apartment. Not asked. Demanded. Told me "this is what you are doing." May I remind everyone that I'm 22 and about to graduate from college?
Saturday was supposed to be the day to move shit. THAT is the day I set aside, as [as I told my mother] I have a paper due on Monday. So I absolutely needed to devote Sunday [today] to working on my paper. It's not even started yet, as I suck at starting things. But still.
Unfortunately, my aunt ended up in the ER yesterday when her feeding tube popped out. Sucks. I ended up spending the day with my sister and her baby, to get her out of the motel they've been staying in with my aunt, and to let her get some stuff out, particularly about how she was sexually assaulted by her ex last week, the police are doing pretty much shit, and our dear, dear precious aunt is making excuses for him. Yeah, thanks a lot, Auntie Dearest. You're a cunt-rag.
So I told my mom yesterday again that I could not help on Sunday, I have a paper due.
What does she do today, after she gets out of work?
Calls me and is like, "Ok, I need to pick you up..."
Maybe I wasn't the nicest I could have been, but I reminded her that I'd told her several times that I have a paper I need to write. NEED. [I am not letting my schoolwork suffer just so I can help my aunt move. Sorry. I don't even like her, why the fuck would I do that? My prof does NOT accept late work. AT ALL. Unless maybe you were in the hospital dying...she might accept that. If you have proof. Lots and lots of proof.]
So my mother is like, "Well FINE then, it will just be me and the boy helping 'cause [your sister] won't help EITHER. BYE." ...OK, be a douchenozzle, why don't you. I'm sorry that the only person you could coerce into helping you is a 17-year-old boy [and WHY do you know him again?]. My sister has to watch her year-and-a-half-old kid, plus she has back problems. What is she supposed to do? And I am not blowing off MY schoolwork to help when I already TOLD you there was a problem and I couldn't help. So could you not be a passive aggressive bitch for one second, please?
I suppose it might sound like I'm being a drama queen in this, but my mother and I have a looooooong history of her being like this. She is like that pretty much every day. Passive aggressive bitching all the damn time. It's fucking annoying, and no matter what, you can't call her on it because...*CUE MORE P/A BITCHING ABOUT HOW HARD HER LIFE IS BLAH BLAH WHINE WHINE BLAH*
I'm just really, really tired of it, I guess. This is one of the last straws.
Also her telling me--through my dad, no less--that I MUST stay with my aunt over Thanksgiving. No god-damned way. Nope. Not happening.
ARRRRRRRRRRRGH.
Last week, she DEMANDED that I help my aunt move into her new apartment. Not asked. Demanded. Told me "this is what you are doing." May I remind everyone that I'm 22 and about to graduate from college?
Saturday was supposed to be the day to move shit. THAT is the day I set aside, as [as I told my mother] I have a paper due on Monday. So I absolutely needed to devote Sunday [today] to working on my paper. It's not even started yet, as I suck at starting things. But still.
Unfortunately, my aunt ended up in the ER yesterday when her feeding tube popped out. Sucks. I ended up spending the day with my sister and her baby, to get her out of the motel they've been staying in with my aunt, and to let her get some stuff out, particularly about how she was sexually assaulted by her ex last week, the police are doing pretty much shit, and our dear, dear precious aunt is making excuses for him. Yeah, thanks a lot, Auntie Dearest. You're a cunt-rag.
So I told my mom yesterday again that I could not help on Sunday, I have a paper due.
What does she do today, after she gets out of work?
Calls me and is like, "Ok, I need to pick you up..."
Maybe I wasn't the nicest I could have been, but I reminded her that I'd told her several times that I have a paper I need to write. NEED. [I am not letting my schoolwork suffer just so I can help my aunt move. Sorry. I don't even like her, why the fuck would I do that? My prof does NOT accept late work. AT ALL. Unless maybe you were in the hospital dying...she might accept that. If you have proof. Lots and lots of proof.]
So my mother is like, "Well FINE then, it will just be me and the boy helping 'cause [your sister] won't help EITHER. BYE." ...OK, be a douchenozzle, why don't you. I'm sorry that the only person you could coerce into helping you is a 17-year-old boy [and WHY do you know him again?]. My sister has to watch her year-and-a-half-old kid, plus she has back problems. What is she supposed to do? And I am not blowing off MY schoolwork to help when I already TOLD you there was a problem and I couldn't help. So could you not be a passive aggressive bitch for one second, please?
I suppose it might sound like I'm being a drama queen in this, but my mother and I have a looooooong history of her being like this. She is like that pretty much every day. Passive aggressive bitching all the damn time. It's fucking annoying, and no matter what, you can't call her on it because...*CUE MORE P/A BITCHING ABOUT HOW HARD HER LIFE IS BLAH BLAH WHINE WHINE BLAH*
I'm just really, really tired of it, I guess. This is one of the last straws.
Also her telling me--through my dad, no less--that I MUST stay with my aunt over Thanksgiving. No god-damned way. Nope. Not happening.
ARRRRRRRRRRRGH.
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