Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When my brother (who I always considered to be my best friend) told me he has never liked me and that he would never consider me to be a friend. After a full day of similar statements, I found a way to get my family away from him in the remote foreign location in which we were visiting him and cut off our relationship.
I don't understand how you two could feel so differently about your relationship. Was he on drugs or was there something mentally wrong with him?
Yes, and yes. This followed an overdose in which our lives were put at risk (he was driving us and had a seizure right when we got out of the car) and a conversation in which he denied using drugs. But this comment was the final straw.
It was the drugs talking. Maybe reconsider giving the relationship another chance if or when he gets clean.
You are not wrong. But we have a 25 year history of this pattern, and at least for now, I have determined I will be healthier without it.
Fair enough. But blame him as a person and the unhealthy relationship, not the one-off comment he made that really isn't that awful of an insult when you consider what siblings often say to each other. I said something similar to my sister when we were teens and I'd hate it if she held it against me today. She also threw a shoe at my head, so I say we are even.
Anonymous wrote:"You are a greasy foreigner."
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When my brother (who I always considered to be my best friend) told me he has never liked me and that he would never consider me to be a friend. After a full day of similar statements, I found a way to get my family away from him in the remote foreign location in which we were visiting him and cut off our relationship.
I don't understand how you two could feel so differently about your relationship. Was he on drugs or was there something mentally wrong with him?
Yes, and yes. This followed an overdose in which our lives were put at risk (he was driving us and had a seizure right when we got out of the car) and a conversation in which he denied using drugs. But this comment was the final straw.
It was the drugs talking. Maybe reconsider giving the relationship another chance if or when he gets clean.
You are not wrong. But we have a 25 year history of this pattern, and at least for now, I have determined I will be healthier without it.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When my brother (who I always considered to be my best friend) told me he has never liked me and that he would never consider me to be a friend. After a full day of similar statements, I found a way to get my family away from him in the remote foreign location in which we were visiting him and cut off our relationship.
I don't understand how you two could feel so differently about your relationship. Was he on drugs or was there something mentally wrong with him?
Yes, and yes. This followed an overdose in which our lives were put at risk (he was driving us and had a seizure right when we got out of the car) and a conversation in which he denied using drugs. But this comment was the final straw.
It was the drugs talking. Maybe reconsider giving the relationship another chance if or when he gets clean.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When my brother (who I always considered to be my best friend) told me he has never liked me and that he would never consider me to be a friend. After a full day of similar statements, I found a way to get my family away from him in the remote foreign location in which we were visiting him and cut off our relationship.
I don't understand how you two could feel so differently about your relationship. Was he on drugs or was there something mentally wrong with him?
Yes, and yes. This followed an overdose in which our lives were put at risk (he was driving us and had a seizure right when we got out of the car) and a conversation in which he denied using drugs. But this comment was the final straw.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:When my brother (who I always considered to be my best friend) told me he has never liked me and that he would never consider me to be a friend. After a full day of similar statements, I found a way to get my family away from him in the remote foreign location in which we were visiting him and cut off our relationship.
I don't understand how you two could feel so differently about your relationship. Was he on drugs or was there something mentally wrong with him?
Anonymous wrote:When my brother (who I always considered to be my best friend) told me he has never liked me and that he would never consider me to be a friend. After a full day of similar statements, I found a way to get my family away from him in the remote foreign location in which we were visiting him and cut off our relationship.
Anonymous wrote:I was very shy and had severe social anxiety as a child and young adult. I hid the social anxiety pretty well and was thought to be only shy.
The very first time I met soon-to-be DH's family (I was 21 years old.) was at a family reunion. My family didn't do reunions and I thought it would be a backyard BBQ at his grandparents' house with his aunts, uncle cousins from the area....25 people max. Well, there turned out to be like 100 people... relatives, friends, neighbors etc... I was overwhelmed as everyone heard about me and was looking forward to meeting me.
I hid in the bathroom and "helped" in the kitchen a lot. After everyone went home, soon-to-be MIL cornered me in the bathroom and berated me for nearly an hour for she thought I acted like a total b!tch and snob and thought I was better than everyone else because my parents were upper middle class and they were lower middle class. (I was from a more wealthy area and this was out in the poorer countryside.) I stood there with tears rolling down my cheeks as she went on and on and she told me I was the biggest cry baby she ever met. I quietly cried nearly all night long and couldn't wait to get out of the house the next morning.
No one had ever spoken to me that way... ever! I wish I and DH stood up to her.
I did marry her son and tried to put the event passed me. I tried for the year we were engaged and the first year we were married to be pleasant to her but she was just plain mean. She insisted to DH that I stop calling her by her first name and call her mom - yeah right! I wasn't comfortable with that so I didn't call her anything. I always felt awkward around her and finally I just refused to be around her. DH would visit her without me.
A year before our first DC was born, I convinced DH to move across the country for a job opportunity. I knew I din't want my children around her. I'm so much happier knowing my dc won't deal with her wrath.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:"Are you having twins?"
Me: no
"Are you sure?"
No fuckface my doctor has just been lying to me for 9 months about how many small humans I am carrying
I hope you said it!
I was asked this question all the time when I was pregnant. I can't say it was the most offensive thing I'd ever heard. After all, I was in fact quite huge for my frame. Annoying, yes. Offensive, no.