I feel like I’ve finally overcome most of my driving anxiety, and I even think that I’m a decent driver. However, I still really struggle with the maneuverability portion, and I was wondering if anyone has any tips?
I’m a full-time caregiver for both of my sick parents, because I still at home. My sister, meanwhile, visits maybe once a month, if that. She’s always busy with friends and her own life.
Today, I found out that my mom told my aunt that “no one advocates for her,” but that my sister “wants to be here to advocate for her.” Is she serious? Even my dad knows that my sister doesn’t want to be here.
I can probably count on one hand the number of times that my sister has actually gone to appointments with either one of them. In a strange way, though, I almost feel validated. I’ve always said that I only do what’s asked of me and never go above and beyond, because no matter what I do, it won’t change anything. My sister will always be the favorite.
Has anyone else dealt with this kind of dynamic before?
“You’ll always be family, no matter what.” I guess that only applies to your daughter’s exes, huh?
You act like such a Christian woman, but would a Christian woman cheat on her husband, do what she does to her daughter, or talk trash about her daughter-in-law? I laugh whenever you comment “I love you” on her posts.
What’s sad is that I really did like you and pictured myself being a part of your family. You not reaching out to me and unfriending me really hurt. Your son broke up with ME, even though I put up with a lot of his oddness that nobody else would.
You and your family have a lot of issues when it comes to sex. Maybe instead of getting with a bunch of guys who don’t want you, you should work on being loyal to those who actually do care about you, and teach your son that there’s more to relationships than just sex.
Fuck you. You’re the furthest thing from a Christian that I’ve ever met.
For those whose lives didn’t turn out the way that you expected or hoped—whether that’s with relationships, careers, families, or anything else—how did you process that? Did acceptance come gradually, or was there something that helped you shift your perspective?