It's extremely stressful sharing a house with a family in addition to your own. Not only do I have to deal with the conflicts between my sister, my mother and I. But I also I have to overhear the severe bickering that takes place in the other. And what's worse than that is when I'm put in a position to take sides.
There are days when one of them will try to turn me against his mother, as well as mine, because he's not happy with the set rules in this house. He's only 16 and he honestly thinks he rules the world. He has absolutely no respect for his mother, who is a really nice and fun woman. Just now, I heard him cursing her out like she was some thug on the street. That broke my heart and fueled me to write this post.
And as for his sister, there is no doubt in my mind she has a psychological disorder. It could be three in the afternoon on a gorgeous day. She'd be locked up in the bathroom. If I knock on the door to ask her if she could hurry up, she yells at me like I'd just called her the worst name in the book. When she's called out on her flaws, such as her horrid grades and just as bad attitude, her eyes are set to kill and storms around like a murderer. Honestly, I'm scared to talk to her because I feel like I'm defusing a bomb.
I'm so done with them. I love their mom because she and I get along. On those nights that it's just me and my mom and her, we laugh and have a good time until all the other kids get home. Then her kids disrespect her. I really can't stand it. At this point, I'm not going to try to balance between sides of the argument. Seriously, I've made my decision. I think the kids are dumb and need to learn some manners and how to talk to an adult.
I don't feel like talking to them, or hanging out, or tolerating them. This has never been a joint-family. We're strictly housemates.
Please, people. Love your moms.
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