Deleted member 4159
An outcast among outcasts
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I'm a caretaker for my grandma's husband (my mom's stepdad). My grandma was talking shit about my dead biological grandpa. She always refers to him as "Grandpa Turd" (he took off and left her with 4 kids). I told her to stop, and my grandma's husband (we'll call him Bob) says "hes worse than that". He was super irritable that day and not doing well physically, so i decided to let it go.
Throughout the day, he keeps barking orders at me and rushing me when I'm trying to do stuff for him. That night, he did it in a restaurant, and i yelled at him "Quit being a fucking asshole!". He was super stunned, and could barely mutter "shut up" to me. I told him "if you ever disrespect me like that again, i wont help you anymore". He says fine, and everything goes back to normal. There were like 20 people watching, and it felt like one of the most alpha moments of my life.
During dinner, I email my mom about what happened, and she told me that night was the 2 year anniversary of my biological grandpa's death. At this point, i cant let Bob's comments go. I stay silent on the ride home. When we get back, i got upset and told Bob "you refered to my dead grandpa as lower than a piece of shit. Did you know tonight's the 2 year anniversary of his death?". Again, he looks super scared. But then, like a shapeshifter, his face changes completely, and to spite me, he says "I don't care, your Grandpa was a bastard, and im entitled to my opinion". I tell him "youre bullying a dead man, a man whom several members of this family care about". I forgot what he said after that, and i went "who's the piece of shit now?!?!?! FUCK YOU BOB I QUIT!!!". I stormed out, and my grandma comes after me, solipsisticly saying i dont know the full story about my biological grandpa. Almost in tears, I explain why its still wrong, and she coldly says "we'll have to agree to disagree".
I leave, drive for a bit, and pull over to call my mom. I had a full on crying autistic breakdown about Bob and my Grandma, my sleep apnea, inceldom, and the overall state of my life. It felt really good to let it all out, holding back emotion fucks you up.
It's nice to be able to LDAR for awhile. Tomorrow, I'm seeing the top sleep specialist in LA to get my sleep apnea treated. If it works, I'll be able to work full time and enjoy a higher quality of life. Better things are on the horizon.
Throughout the day, he keeps barking orders at me and rushing me when I'm trying to do stuff for him. That night, he did it in a restaurant, and i yelled at him "Quit being a fucking asshole!". He was super stunned, and could barely mutter "shut up" to me. I told him "if you ever disrespect me like that again, i wont help you anymore". He says fine, and everything goes back to normal. There were like 20 people watching, and it felt like one of the most alpha moments of my life.
During dinner, I email my mom about what happened, and she told me that night was the 2 year anniversary of my biological grandpa's death. At this point, i cant let Bob's comments go. I stay silent on the ride home. When we get back, i got upset and told Bob "you refered to my dead grandpa as lower than a piece of shit. Did you know tonight's the 2 year anniversary of his death?". Again, he looks super scared. But then, like a shapeshifter, his face changes completely, and to spite me, he says "I don't care, your Grandpa was a bastard, and im entitled to my opinion". I tell him "youre bullying a dead man, a man whom several members of this family care about". I forgot what he said after that, and i went "who's the piece of shit now?!?!?! FUCK YOU BOB I QUIT!!!". I stormed out, and my grandma comes after me, solipsisticly saying i dont know the full story about my biological grandpa. Almost in tears, I explain why its still wrong, and she coldly says "we'll have to agree to disagree".
I leave, drive for a bit, and pull over to call my mom. I had a full on crying autistic breakdown about Bob and my Grandma, my sleep apnea, inceldom, and the overall state of my life. It felt really good to let it all out, holding back emotion fucks you up.
It's nice to be able to LDAR for awhile. Tomorrow, I'm seeing the top sleep specialist in LA to get my sleep apnea treated. If it works, I'll be able to work full time and enjoy a higher quality of life. Better things are on the horizon.