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Friday, April 13, 2012

Spoiled Brat Whines Again!

Ok, I have no right to be whining but I can't keep this in anymore and that is why this blog is anonymous.

My family has always been really tight knit and supportive. My siblings and I will do anything to please our parents and be good kids and in return our parents spoil us rotten. Cars for us to use with insurance and gas paid for etc.

Now my parents have decided they are too controlling and we need to make our own decisions. Great, right?!?

NOT!

This mandate also comes with the reality that we are now responsible for everything monetarily except room and board and if we do not keep the 12 o'clock curfew then we will automatically become responsible for that too.

Ok, fine. I can see it's time and I need to get over it. That isn't what I'm REALLY upset about. What I'm really upset about is this.

Last night I went to the school dance concert. My sister's ballroom group had one debut dance at the end of the show and I showed up to watch her. She and her partner did great. After the show I ran into her partner's parents who are fairly good friends of our family. They haven't really seen us for a few months and know nothing about this new development. His mom and I had this conversation.
 His Mom: Hey! Is your mom here?
Me: Nope, just me.
His Mom: Oh is she ok?
Me: Yes, why?
His Mom: Oh, I just know she isn't the kind of person to miss something like this.
Me: Oh, well, uh, she might come tomorrow night...
Conversation turns to something else.

I don't think I seemed awkward but I FELT awkward. It was the first time I didn't have a sure answer. It was really hard for me.

When my parents presented this to my sister today she said they not only were not listening to her but they had proved they couldn't listen to her and they are only exchanging civilities. She refuses to speak to them.

Just a few minutes ago I asked if my parents were going to go see her tonight and mom said "Nope" and left the room. I immediately went downstairs to my room, frustrated that my mother had changed about that stuff.

And that is what I'm really upset about.

The End.

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