my family spent so many years not talking about our fucking problems. and now my siblings are like “we are talking to our parents about are problems so we can get them fixed” and then i get included into the conversation and get to hear about their depression and their mental problems and then i get praised for being the one child without problems. can we just go back to not talking? i dont want to be the mentally sane child that apparently has no problems. i need to get the fuck out of here.
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Exactly.
It’s like going to a bar, you order the deep-fried shrimp appetizer plate, you get your food, you eat it, then the server disappears.
You wait for the bill. It never arrives, or the server is nowhere to be found. Am I supposed to chase down the server so I can pay the bill? No.
You pay for the drinks then leave.
Thanks for the free shrimp, they wuz tasty.
Either this is the most amazing analogy or you just said something so random that by sheer chance I could make a connection.
Families suck. People suck. I wish everyone would just shut up sometimes. In my family if someone has a problem or something happens to them, in ten minutes the whole fucking planet knows about it.
If everybody started calling you Elmo, would you start turning red and talking in third person? No! Well, at least I hope not. Tell them how it is if it bothers you. You never need to be something you’re not.