I've said this before, that they say good things about you when they're in a good mood, and say bad things when they're in a bad mood (eg angry). Everyone's a mixture of good & bad, so to say you're a good person, or a bad person, either way it's irrational/untrue. But women in general talk with their feelings, not logical thoughts as men do (so u can't take things they say literally)
Oh, I know that! Been around wimmin for nearly 30 years noo. Bat-shit crazy feminists, but wimmin nonetheless.
Anyway, with my mother, it's hard to gauge what mood she in, since she tend to give me the silent treatment and ignores me if I ever ask. So, I've just stop showing any concern for her. Not going to waste my time trying to help someone who refuses help themselves. Me, on the other hand, honest straight to the point. But my mum and eldest sibling just laugh it off n' tell me:
"You've got nae reason tae be depressed"
So, ma disability? The fact someone in my family is always spoiling for an argument.
F*ck! Me, mum n' oldest sister are always walking on eggshells with the middle child. Since she's easily triggered. You'd dare not saying anything to her. Or else it's...
"Ooh, whit ye dae that fur?! Whit d'ye mean by that?! Why did ye say like that fur, then?! Aw, f*ck off! F*ck the lotta ye!" Middle child storms off in a huff.
Also, hard not to take what they say literally. I mean d'ye know what it like to being guilt-tripped by yer ain family every time you do summit for yerself? Or being treated as tbe scapegoat aw the time? I'm tried of being expected to put myself last all the time. Fed-up being blamed for shite that's no ma fault. Or being accused of bullying for simply pointin' oot that:
"Eh, ye ken that shoutin' isnae the best way tae resolve an argument?"
To which my older sister responded by yelling at me to: "Och, f*ck off, Graeme!". Thus proving my point.
But apparently, it's still me who's perceived as huvin a Jekyll and Hyde personality, due to being quiet, shy n' more introverted? :idontknow:
Even though ah'll admit that should be true. Given tha shite ah huv tae tolerate fae
The Three Stooges - sorry. Is that too cruel to be humourous? :question: Just asking, since ma sense o' humour is quite off-kilter due being raised in dysfunctional family. But I like to attribute my calm demeanour to my interest in Eastern philosophy, particularly Zen philosophy. As well as having my electric guitar and heavy metal music as an outlet for my aggression. Because, by f*ck, ye dinnae half come up wae the some of the most face meltingly fast metal riffs when yer in a shitty mood and tuned down to E-flat.
That, and fact my family huv been a great example of how
NOT to handle conflict.
Anyway, whit would you advise, slowesthand? I'm thinkin' ah should just move oot n' live oan ma ain, after ah turn 30? Whether my mother approve or not. Cuz ah cannae just continue tae put up with the constant tense family atmosphere anymore. Plus I've had to endure it for the past 20 or so years now.