I've always lived in a warm family, where everybody treated everyone else respectfully. Everybody was loving and caring. We would have occasional family dinners.
I really miss those days!
I'm currently in cold water.
This family is very cold, everyone has their own personality and attitude. It's so different compared to what I'm used to. Sure I got used to this environment but I long for those warm family days...
The siblings don't really get along well. The two brothers do (they didn't used to until I repaired their relationship!) now but the sister remains in darkness. She acts so different, she is a teenager afterall... But all my life I loved my brother. I get along very well with him and I would tell him my secrets from time to time. I remember I used to sit on his bed while he would be on his computer doing something. I would just sit there and watch, or I'm just doing my thing on his bed. Heh I liked to be around him. He is a very nice brother, and I believed that I was a nice sister too!
But... compared to this family, everybody is just so distant. Even the parents, because they're always at work. They have no time to educate the children, sorry to say but the two little ones are no well raise and educated. I got no guts to tell them that face to face hah, but my husband knows. I told him he was lucky, that his mother put the most time and effort in raising him, and gave up on the ones after him. She's a very busy woman since the father is useless. There is no father figure in this family (so do ours, but at least my mother respects my father, so do I) and everybody ignores the father thanks to the mother. She disrespects him, often says bad things behind his back in front of the children. They have no love... It's a broken family.
The 2 lil ones often would say that their father is stupid and give him faces behind his back and attitude, I just found that so rude!!! I don't remember seeing my brother or myself doing that. I never insulted my father in a bad way... What has this society come to? Is this how newer generations behave nowadays?
No respect?
The children dare to raise their voice against the parents.
I remember my mother, who was very strict, hitting me when I dared to say one word while she was giving me a lecture. No I wasn't even screaming or said anything in a loud voice. My words were quiet and normal, even so I dared to talk back to her (in a nice manner of course).
I would be force to stand and listen to my mother lecturing me for as long as she could talk... half an hour maybe, or more?
I found that nowadays parents and children stand on the same level. The children are aloud to raise their voices, quarrel with them and the parents would either do nothing or talk back. The end.
What happened to reinforcements? As in, I thought parents should at least show that they are on a higher level and they should be looked upon.
Blabber mouth =/
Whatever I say is useless anyways because I can't do anything to this family, and after all I still feel like a stranger to them... The lil bro is nice to me and accepted me as his sister I think heh. That's really cute.
Oh, I'm referring to the sister =D
I said this countless times to my husband, complaining about her attitude and voice and obviously nothing can be done because that's just the way it is. And I don't have the guts to tell her or the mother directly lol. sigh~
How would you feel if every day you hear a girl whining all the time and sometimes even screaming?
She vents from time to time just screaming in her room. It really bothers me. She often talks really LOUD, I don't get how her vocal chords were made! I made a joke saying she should sing opera with no problems. She whines all the time oh my god, it's getting on my nerves!
In case your wondering I've never lived or experienced someone like her in my life. Everyone I knew was just normal people, or so I think... I feel so sorry for myself, living with this vocal beast.
Everyday I would hear her whiny voice. Screaming voice. My nerves are about to pop.
We live in a spacious house and I could hear her from the kitchen to my room! This is crazy. I wonder how her sound waves travel around.
Like I said millions of times, I can't wait to leave this house, but that would be many years from now... I'd say 4 years or so. Oh mama miaaaa! Get me away from this psycho!
I just had to write this down =/
Nobody cares about my hamster so I have no one to talk to, sigh.
The husband didn't really care until he read what I wrote here (and he didn't listen to me when I spoke to him earlier, uh hello?)
The husband's mother insists that I have to get rid of my cute little hamster in our room. She thinks that he's contributing allergy reactions to my husband's pollen allergies, when clearly he's not allergic to animals. Nor dust...
This all started when husband complained that he needed an air filter because he's paranoid about the dust... And now the mother is paranoid about the hamster.
It's my fault since I bought the hamster without the consent of the mother though. I wish I could have first because now I'm grieving.
There was a deal though. The hammie would be moved to the living room but I don't see the point. The "dust and fur" will still travel in the house. Also, he would be only and I live spying and stalking his every move when he's in my room. I like to listen to his food munching and water drinking noises. Feels more lively. Once he's moved to the living room he'll be lonely and so will I. I spend 1% of my life in that living room and I will not change. I like to live with my hammie 24/7, and I don't want to live with him 24/7 in the living room. The sister likes to roam around the living room too so, sigh.
I bet that in the future the mother will complain that the living room doesn't look classy because there's a hamster cage...
I was looking for animal shelters but there are no rooms for small furry animals out there.
The husband took a peek and what I was writing here and called his mother saying that he wanted the hamster in his room. Obviously that's a lie because he doesn't really like the hamster either because his urine really stinks. I can tell that the mother won't fall for lie either (as in, she knew he spoke in my place). She said as long we cleaned him often then its okay. I will have to clean his urinating spot more often (deadliest smell).
I can't wait to get my own place. This family is too big for me, and they're not the kind of people I'm used to be around with. They're not mean but, just a different kind of atmosphere and feel of "home" and very different personalities.
Poor hammie, what will your fate be? The living room, my room or the outside world?
