Thursday, November 7, 2019

Good intentions + Ignorance = Toxicity

My family seems to think that their good intentions will be what saves me, and them. Bringing home forms that says on it, plainly, who the candidates are; I saw that I was not, and still am not one of the candidates, yet one of my sisters and my mother insisted that I was.

The fallout from this has been me feeling worthless. I do not have good self esteem to begin with, so this happening, almost right after one of my sisters thought it was a good idea to tell me two things:

1. That I trashed the floor in her basement suite while living in it, by never wiping out the windowsills. Yes, that's right. I somehow managed to ruin a corner of laminate flooring by a window, by not doing what my sister thinks is a necessary household chore. She didn't say anything about the wall though, so maybe the condensation that built up in the windowsills somehow skipped the walls?

2. That I "created" a smell by not cleaning up after the cat that belonged to one of my other sisters, and she was supposed to clean up after it, and never did. What happened with this, was that she moved out into another basement suite with a friend of hers. She couldn't take the cat, because the friend already had a cat, and both cats couldn't tolerate living with another cat. So the cat was left with me, but to ease the "I don't want your cat" feelings that I was experiencing, this sister said she would come by regularly and scoop out the litter box. This did not happen.

What caused this:

1. The same sister whose basement suite I was living in, and who said I ruined her floor, and made a bad smell, expresses her opinions as if they are facts. If and when they are proven to be baseless, they are suddenly opinions again, or "good intentions". This happens because she once had a $6,000 a month job, where she drove around to different group homes and made sure everything was running smoothly. She still leans on having had this position to sound smart. Besides telling me that I water damaged her basement suite floor, etc., the last time I heard her give an opinion as if it was fact, was once at another sisters' house. She was telling my mother what lawyers need to practice law in this province.

2. For some reason, most of my family seem to accept what she says as gospel truth, or as if it was nearly gospel truth. I think I am the only one who has challenged her BS opinions about how things work, but did not know enough about what she was talking about. The judgement skills of this woman usually suck balls, and yet they are accepted as fact.

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