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⌈ Secret Post #3279 ⌋

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Re: holiday trauma debrief threat

[(Anonymous)]

My step father was his usual asshole self. He and my mum constantly argue--and it's usually him that flips his lid. If my mum says anything that can even be slightly taken as criticizing him, he takes it that way. ("I'm wrong, I did it wrong, I can't do anything right", ad nauseum, when in fact, that was not what was meant.)She tries not to react or gently tell him he's wrong--but sometimes she yells back. They've done this for years, it's just worse now that that he's in his 80s (mum's in her late 60s). He still does this constantly, even though she's on kidney dialysis--which tires her out a lot and leaves her feeling shitty, but he doesn't care about that. She always excuses his behaviour because he's in so much pain from arthritis.

We were getting our food for xmas dinner and the plate of turkey meat was on the counter; I simply asked if it was meant for the table. He gets all snarky "Where else would it be for?" Well, dickhead, maybe you wanted it left in the kitchen and we'd get it after we got our veggies? Fuck. Luckily he's fairly deaf because I muttered that I didn't need his bullshit today as I carried it into the dining room. Actually glad no one heard me, cus it really upsets my mum when we argue. Which normally happens cus he picks at me until I react, though I do my best not to, but sometimes, I just get tired of it. (One of the happiest few hours of my life was when I was a teen and mum asked me if I'd go with her if she left him. She never did.)

The sad thing is that this is so normal in my parents' house that I didn't think of it being suited to this thread at first.