You Don't Know
Mar. 5th, 2025 11:15 amMom and I were supposed to go pick up a dresser today, but at the last minute she was like "why do you want THIS ONE? It's been rained on. It'll be no good." And I was like "it's been rained on A LITTLE, we can easily dry it off, and it's a good, STURDY DRESSER THAT CAN HOLD THE WEIGHT OF A 40 GALLON TANK." And she like... FLIPPED OUT. Started yelling about how it was going to be warped and messed up and the drawers wouldn't even open and basically "FUCK THIS DRESSER AND FUCK YOU" so I said "FINE, OKAY" and she just KEPT RANTING and I was like "I SAID FINE!!" After which she grumbled because I even wanted it to begin with.
Mom won't ever even CONSIDER the idea that her opinion might be wrong and it's becoming insufferable. I can never HAVE an opinion unless it matches hers. There are things wrong with this dresser, yes. It needs new hardware and one of the drawers needs to be glued, but it's nothing that can't be fixed. And maybe it was outside and got rained on a little, like the slightest bit, but it would probably work better than any of the other dressers out there.
The LAST time we bought a dresser from "INSIDE A HOME" (her words), it looked fine but then it collapsed and it's destroyed TWO aquariums since then. I tried to point that out to her and she was like "no, the water from the AQUARIUMS is what made it collapse!" Like, bitch, please, it collapsed BEFORE the tank started leaking, and sitting on a half-collapsed surface is what fucked up the tanks. THAT was a dresser from INSIDE A HOME.
So, we're NOT going to pick up the dresser I want. That I KNOW would work for the aquarium. We're going to pick up a different dresser from INSIDE A HOME that will probably collapse just like the last one and destroy yet ANOTHER tank. And if that happens I'm going to look at her and tell her she owes me a new dresser AND a new tank because it all could have been avoided if we'd just gotten the dresser I wanted in the first place. And then she'll yell at me. Probably a lot. And I'll cry. But that seems to be how our relationship goes nowadays.
Right now I just want to BREAK THINGS, I'm so angry. She's talking about the aquariums like she knows what the fuck is going on with them when she actually has no clue and it's like... just SHUT UP. STOP. You're not the one who deals with the axolotl tank day-in and day-out, you have no idea what you're TALKING ABOUT like JESUS CHRIST. But I can't SAY any of this to her because she'll start screaming at me, and then I'll cry, and as we've previously established that's forbidden in this household, apparently.
I'm just going to stay in my room and not talk to anyone today and hopefully when I wake up tomorrow things will be better.
Mom won't ever even CONSIDER the idea that her opinion might be wrong and it's becoming insufferable. I can never HAVE an opinion unless it matches hers. There are things wrong with this dresser, yes. It needs new hardware and one of the drawers needs to be glued, but it's nothing that can't be fixed. And maybe it was outside and got rained on a little, like the slightest bit, but it would probably work better than any of the other dressers out there.
The LAST time we bought a dresser from "INSIDE A HOME" (her words), it looked fine but then it collapsed and it's destroyed TWO aquariums since then. I tried to point that out to her and she was like "no, the water from the AQUARIUMS is what made it collapse!" Like, bitch, please, it collapsed BEFORE the tank started leaking, and sitting on a half-collapsed surface is what fucked up the tanks. THAT was a dresser from INSIDE A HOME.
So, we're NOT going to pick up the dresser I want. That I KNOW would work for the aquarium. We're going to pick up a different dresser from INSIDE A HOME that will probably collapse just like the last one and destroy yet ANOTHER tank. And if that happens I'm going to look at her and tell her she owes me a new dresser AND a new tank because it all could have been avoided if we'd just gotten the dresser I wanted in the first place. And then she'll yell at me. Probably a lot. And I'll cry. But that seems to be how our relationship goes nowadays.
Right now I just want to BREAK THINGS, I'm so angry. She's talking about the aquariums like she knows what the fuck is going on with them when she actually has no clue and it's like... just SHUT UP. STOP. You're not the one who deals with the axolotl tank day-in and day-out, you have no idea what you're TALKING ABOUT like JESUS CHRIST. But I can't SAY any of this to her because she'll start screaming at me, and then I'll cry, and as we've previously established that's forbidden in this household, apparently.
I'm just going to stay in my room and not talk to anyone today and hopefully when I wake up tomorrow things will be better.