… There are people in your life, who tell YOU “Oh, they mean well, so we have to excuse their behaviour” But then they turn around and you realise, they don’t do what they tell you too do.
I have family members who nobody really likes, but they’re fun at parties. Over the last couple of years, they’ve gotten slowly steadily worse and worse with their views. I have written about them a couple of times. They didn’t invite me to a birthday, then thought everyone was saying no, because they hadn’t invited me. And still wouldn’t let me invite any of my friends. They’re racists, anti-vaxers who say “so what” if someone’s a Doctor.
Generally, not good people. But you know “They mean well” so I can’t cause problems (by the way, they do not mean well. They’re just in their own home and own bubble).
I realised the other day, that my brother, despite all his “Oh they’re not that bad”, has yet to to introduce them to his partner. Who is freaking lovely as, because he doesn’t want to introduce his partner, in case they embarrass him. Yet, the audacity to tell me “they’re not that bad”.
Seriously, why do people keep doing this too me? lol.
It’s like people keep expecting me to put up with everyone, so they don’t have to take care of everyone when they’re old and frail, which by the way, they are totally going to have too. I ain’t taking care of people who’ve been bullying and abusing me my whole life. There’s a lot of people our there who have a lot of making up to do to me, before I take care of them.
Take my Dad, as an example. I nearly sent a text to him, telling him exactly how I felt. My brother told me not too, in case I wanted to repair the relationship. Which, maybe at some point I would. At this point, I don’t care either way. I’ve had enough. Then I realised a few days after. You know what? I would be willingly to bet, my brother doesn’t want the responsibility of feeling like he has to look after our Dad. If our father doesn’t kill himself first with his drinking.