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Nom! :)
Oh my .......!
That sounds delicious. Are you doing anything today?
I've just been relaxing and done a bit of writing. Have dosed the dog up with chill drops and just waiting for it to kick in as she's terrified :(
Costa Mike if you have one near you! It's part of their christmas menu!
Ok. This has been bugging me for a while now and is starting to bother me more and more.
So you will all have realised I've started actually going out for fun rather then appointments. Great company and time to relax and it's doing me the world of good. I'm even writing again! But the problem is my mum. I told her over the weekend I would be out today and got the "and what happens if I need you?" line. She asked if I was meeting J for lunch on Friday, when I said probably she made a fuss about having to go to her appointment on her own. It's in the bloody morning!!! And when I did leave today she was very obviously in a bad mood and very short with me. J usually stays for an hour when he drops me off and we usually just chill and watch Game of Thrones, and he'll sometimes pop and see me other days. Then I always get "so I'm going for your dad on my own then?"
Am I not allowed a social life??? I'm only out for 4 hours!!! And every time I go out it feels like I get a guilt trip. I've explained how it makes me feel, apart from the she makes me feel like (swear)(swear)(swear)(swear) part, yet that then gets twisted as it's me not being able to take a joke and she makes out like I'm overreacting and I feel even worse. I don't feel strong enough to put my foot down about it though. She's very good at taking offence.
I completely empathise - my little sister is having the same issues... I'm trying to help her as much as I can, but it's really hard...
Can I ask? What actually happens if she does take offence?
She manipulates things so she's playing the victim and I end up feeling like I'm completely worthless and the worst person in the world, and knowing how low my self-esteem is, you can imagine how much of an effect it has on me. It ended once with my dad calling me a c**t and threatening to beat me up as she did that on the phone when I was at uni.