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I (22F) have been considering cutting off my grandparents for years. My parents say to just deal with it and suck it up. My boyfriend says it’s understandable and that I need to stop communicating with them because they constantly cause me stress and anxiety. A friend I’ve told says they are narcissistic and need to be cut off ASAP.
Some background on why I want to do this: it’s a lot, so this may be long, and I apologize in advance.
When my parents found out they were pregnant with me, my grandparents told them to give me up for adoption because they weren’t married. My parents got married 10 months after I was born, and I was in their wedding. Four years later, they had their rainbow baby, my now 18M brother.
Growing up, my grandmother tried to act like my mother and would make comments about my actual mom.
What really started this for me was when I graduated high school. They kept arguing with my mom about the fact that I wasn’t at the top of my class and that, if I had done better, I would have gotten accepted into the college my uncle went to. Because of this, I started noticing the way they treated my mom. Yes, I had seen it before, but my mom never acted like it was bad until then. I regret not seeing it sooner because my mom is my best friend, and I wish I could have stood up for her.
I chose to go to a community college, get my associate’s degree, and play softball there. They did not like this and thought I was wasting time instead of immediately getting my bachelor’s degree. I paid almost nothing for my associate’s degree.
After graduating with my associate’s, I transferred to a college about 45 minutes away from where they live. I didn’t choose that school because they lived there, even though they told everyone that I did. I chose it because the college had my specific major. They told me I should have stayed with them to save money, but I felt gas would have cost just as much over the year and a half I would be there. I had also tried staying with them the summer before and didn’t care for it. I had also just started dating my now-boyfriend and didn’t want to deal with the drama because they were still trying to convince me to get back with my ex, which was not happening.
In October 2024, everything got really bad.
My dad’s side of the family went on a beach trip about two hours from where I was going to school. My parents invited my boyfriend, but because of work he couldn’t come until Saturday night. He still drove four hours to make it there.
Everything had been going smoothly until my boyfriend arrived. He got weird vibes from my uncle, my uncle’s wife, and my grandmother, so we took a break from the family gathering to get food.
While we were gone, my uncle had a health issue. My dad, who was the designated driver besides me and my boyfriend, was responsible for getting my uncle home. He called me and asked if I could drive my grandparents and my uncle’s wife back because he was taking my uncle, my mom, and my brother to the Airbnb. I said yes.
When I got back to the group, I realized my car keys had accidentally been taken with my parents. I called my dad, and my mom agreed to meet me halfway with them. I didn’t tell anyone in the group except my boyfriend that I didn’t have my keys.
During the call, my dad suggested that my boyfriend and I take his motorcycle back to the Airbnb and give my key to my grandfather, who was sober. That never happened.
Instead, my uncle’s wife got in my face and told me to “chill the f out” and “act my age,” saying she was older and I needed to listen to her. Because she was drunk and high, I decided to just tell her to enjoy the event while I went to get my keys, and I told her not to go anywhere.
My mom, who was sober, decided to take my place, so I went back to the Airbnb planning to go to bed. My dad asked why I was upset, and I explained what had happened with my uncle’s wife.
I have to leave out some details, but my uncle’s wife did not come home with my mom and grandparents. Instead, she got my uncle to come pick her up. Because of that, my dad confronted her about what she said to me and a few other issues. My dad and my uncle’s wife have never liked each other, so things escalated. My mom came home to find my uncle’s wife physically hitting my dad without cause.
Afterward, my uncle and his wife talked badly about me and my parents in a family group chat that included everyone. My brother, who was 16 at the time, was very upset reading it.
This led to my uncle and his wife cutting off my grandparents, my parents, me, and my brother.
For months, my grandmother did not speak to me. When she finally did, I found out she blamed me for the entire situation. She told me that if I had just kept quiet or accepted what my uncle’s wife said to me, none of it would have happened and she would still be able to talk to her son.
I’ve made it clear to everyone in my family that, because of what was said to me that night, I will never willingly be around my uncle or his wife again. My grandmother told me that was childish because “he’s blood related” and that I needed to get over it.
After that conversation, I stopped going to their house when they asked.
The next time I really interacted with them was around the time my great-grandfather passed away. I had gotten a puppy four months before he passed. My puppy is now my service dog because I have severe anxiety and panic attacks. Honestly, my puppy was what got me out of bed most days after my great-grandfather died because he was my best friend and one of the only reasons I enjoyed being in my hometown.
My grandparents would hit and smack my puppy because he was energetic. He knows boundaries now, but at the time he was still in training. They constantly told me he was too big and that I needed to take him back. He’s a blue heeler/lab mix but looks more like a lab.
After my great-grandfather passed, that was all I heard from them: complaints about my dog. They never asked how I was doing. They would ask how my mom was doing, which I understand because my great-grandfather basically raised her, but it still hurt. Whenever I talked about how I was struggling, they would just tell me, “Good thing you still have us.”
At my great-grandfather’s funeral, they got extremely upset with me because they expected me to stop a conversation with someone else to immediately say goodbye to them. They later complained to my parents, and I got scolded for it.
The next major issue happened at my college graduation. They came but complained the entire time that it started at 6 PM because that was their dinner time and they wouldn’t be in bed by 9 PM. They left before even congratulating me for graduating with my bachelor’s degree.
A couple weeks later, we went to their house for Christmas. By then, my dog had tripled in size. They constantly made comments about how big he was and how I didn’t need him. They said he would drag me around. Yes, he’s strong. No, he does not try to overpower me.
One night, my grandfather slapped my dog in the face, then looked at me and told me I didn’t know what working was because I had “never had a job.” I worked two jobs throughout college.
After that, my mom told me to “play the game” because she had learned to do it herself.
Now for the most recent issue: my brother graduates high school tomorrow, and his graduation is at 7 PM. My grandparents are coming to stay at my parents’ house and are bringing the small dog they got a few months after Christmas.
They told me to make sure my dog stays away from theirs. There will already be three dogs in the house, but apparently the family dog is “fine” because she’s small. Both my dog and the family dog are service dogs, though the family dog is retired.
They also pressured my brother into agreeing to a graduation trip. The trip was planned last Monday, and I had to beg my boss for time off.
The biggest issue is the house they rented. They purposely chose one that only allows one dog while telling us that our dogs “don’t matter.” They refuse to even ask the host if my service dog can come and just outright said no.
After talking to my boyfriend for hours about this, he offered to watch my dog, but my parents won’t allow it. I have a feeling this trip is going to turn into a disaster.
My last straw was them hitting my dog and never even congratulating me on graduating.
At this point, I just want to be done with them, though I know that realistically won’t fully happen until I can afford to move out.
Am I overreacting for wanting to cut them off? Are they actually not being malicious, and I’m just being childish and by doing this it would make me the a-hole?
Edit: I’m sorry it’s too long and exhausting to read I just couldn’t find a way to make it simple and not long without missing info
I (22F) have been considering cutting off my grandparents for years. My parents say to just deal with it and suck it up. My boyfriend says it’s understandable and that I need to stop communicating with them because they constantly cause me stress and anxiety. A friend I’ve told says they are narcissistic and need to be cut off ASAP.
Some background on why I want to do this: it’s a lot, so this may be long, and I apologize in advance.
When my parents found out they were pregnant with me, my grandparents told them to give me up for adoption because they weren’t married. My parents got married 10 months after I was born, and I was in their wedding. Four years later, they had their rainbow baby, my now 18M brother.
Growing up, my grandmother tried to act like my mother and would make comments about my actual mom.
What really started this for me was when I graduated high school. They kept arguing with my mom about the fact that I wasn’t at the top of my class and that, if I had done better, I would have gotten accepted into the college my uncle went to. Because of this, I started noticing the way they treated my mom. Yes, I had seen it before, but my mom never acted like it was bad until then. I regret not seeing it sooner because my mom is my best friend, and I wish I could have stood up for her.
I chose to go to a community college, get my associate’s degree, and play softball there. They did not like this and thought I was wasting time instead of immediately getting my bachelor’s degree. I paid almost nothing for my associate’s degree.
After graduating with my associate’s, I transferred to a college about 45 minutes away from where they live. I didn’t choose that school because they lived there, even though they told everyone that I did. I chose it because the college had my specific major. They told me I should have stayed with them to save money, but I felt gas would have cost just as much over the year and a half I would be there. I had also tried staying with them the summer before and didn’t care for it. I had also just started dating my now-boyfriend and didn’t want to deal with the drama because they were still trying to convince me to get back with my ex, which was not happening.
In October 2024, everything got really bad.
My dad’s side of the family went on a beach trip about two hours from where I was going to school. My parents invited my boyfriend, but because of work he couldn’t come until Saturday night. He still drove four hours to make it there.
Everything had been going smoothly until my boyfriend arrived. He got weird vibes from my uncle, my uncle’s wife, and my grandmother, so we took a break from the family gathering to get food.
While we were gone, my uncle had a health issue. My dad, who was the designated driver besides me and my boyfriend, was responsible for getting my uncle home. He called me and asked if I could drive my grandparents and my uncle’s wife back because he was taking my uncle, my mom, and my brother to the Airbnb. I said yes.
When I got back to the group, I realized my car keys had accidentally been taken with my parents. I called my dad, and my mom agreed to meet me halfway with them. I didn’t tell anyone in the group except my boyfriend that I didn’t have my keys.
During the call, my dad suggested that my boyfriend and I take his motorcycle back to the Airbnb and give my key to my grandfather, who was sober. That never happened.
Instead, my uncle’s wife got in my face and told me to “chill the f out” and “act my age,” saying she was older and I needed to listen to her. Because she was drunk and high, I decided to just tell her to enjoy the event while I went to get my keys, and I told her not to go anywhere.
My mom, who was sober, decided to take my place, so I went back to the Airbnb planning to go to bed. My dad asked why I was upset, and I explained what had happened with my uncle’s wife.
I have to leave out some details, but my uncle’s wife did not come home with my mom and grandparents. Instead, she got my uncle to come pick her up. Because of that, my dad confronted her about what she said to me and a few other issues. My dad and my uncle’s wife have never liked each other, so things escalated. My mom came home to find my uncle’s wife physically hitting my dad without cause.
Afterward, my uncle and his wife talked badly about me and my parents in a family group chat that included everyone. My brother, who was 16 at the time, was very upset reading it.
This led to my uncle and his wife cutting off my grandparents, my parents, me, and my brother.
For months, my grandmother did not speak to me. When she finally did, I found out she blamed me for the entire situation. She told me that if I had just kept quiet or accepted what my uncle’s wife said to me, none of it would have happened and she would still be able to talk to her son.
I’ve made it clear to everyone in my family that, because of what was said to me that night, I will never willingly be around my uncle or his wife again. My grandmother told me that was childish because “he’s blood related” and that I needed to get over it.
After that conversation, I stopped going to their house when they asked.
The next time I really interacted with them was around the time my great-grandfather passed away. I had gotten a puppy four months before he passed. My puppy is now my service dog because I have severe anxiety and panic attacks. Honestly, my puppy was what got me out of bed most days after my great-grandfather died because he was my best friend and one of the only reasons I enjoyed being in my hometown.
My grandparents would hit and smack my puppy because he was energetic. He knows boundaries now, but at the time he was still in training. They constantly told me he was too big and that I needed to take him back. He’s a blue heeler/lab mix but looks more like a lab.
After my great-grandfather passed, that was all I heard from them: complaints about my dog. They never asked how I was doing. They would ask how my mom was doing, which I understand because my great-grandfather basically raised her, but it still hurt. Whenever I talked about how I was struggling, they would just tell me, “Good thing you still have us.”
At my great-grandfather’s funeral, they got extremely upset with me because they expected me to stop a conversation with someone else to immediately say goodbye to them. They later complained to my parents, and I got scolded for it.
The next major issue happened at my college graduation. They came but complained the entire time that it started at 6 PM because that was their dinner time and they wouldn’t be in bed by 9 PM. They left before even congratulating me for graduating with my bachelor’s degree.
A couple weeks later, we went to their house for Christmas. By then, my dog had tripled in size. They constantly made comments about how big he was and how I didn’t need him. They said he would drag me around. Yes, he’s strong. No, he does not try to overpower me.
One night, my grandfather slapped my dog in the face, then looked at me and told me I didn’t know what working was because I had “never had a job.” I worked two jobs throughout college.
After that, my mom told me to “play the game” because she had learned to do it herself.
Now for the most recent issue: my brother graduates high school tomorrow, and his graduation is at 7 PM. My grandparents are coming to stay at my parents’ house and are bringing the small dog they got a few months after Christmas.
They told me to make sure my dog stays away from theirs. There will already be three dogs in the house, but apparently the family dog is “fine” because she’s small. Both my dog and the family dog are service dogs, though the family dog is retired.
They also pressured my brother into agreeing to a graduation trip. The trip was planned last Monday, and I had to beg my boss for time off.
The biggest issue is the house they rented. They purposely chose one that only allows one dog while telling us that our dogs “don’t matter.” They refuse to even ask the host if my service dog can come and just outright said no.
After talking to my boyfriend for hours about this, he offered to watch my dog, but my parents won’t allow it. I have a feeling this trip is going to turn into a disaster.
My last straw was them hitting my dog and never even congratulating me on graduating.
At this point, I just want to be done with them, though I know that realistically won’t fully happen until I can afford to move out.
Am I overreacting for wanting to cut them off? Are they actually not being malicious, and I’m just being childish and by doing this it would make me the a-hole?
I know making a magic circle with this type of yarn is harder but I’m struggling and I have no idea how to do the chain 4 method. Every time I try that method I get confused so any tips to not get the yarn to break when I try to pull the circle closed would be great!