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Originally Posted by justafriend306
I grew up being the sibling that hated the other. It goes back to the gros difference in treatment we got from my mother and that he gloated about it when he was younger. I despised him. He is an adult now and while yes we are on talking terms, I get irritated at the fact he expects things to still come easy in his life.
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Sorry to hear that. I'm resentful of they way that my parents treat my younger sister. It's obvious that she's their favorite child. They're always telling me how mart she is, etc....
They almost never have a good thing to say about me. They constantly criticize me to where I can't take it anymore, so I snap and tell them to stop! They do so much for her like pay for her car, her meals, her clothes, and they even paid for a couple of trips. On one trip, they excluded me from it since they told me that I wouldn't get along with her. WTH? I was very angry at them for a long time, but looking back, it's good that I didn't go with them as my sister did make me miserable at times during one family vacation. She'd fight with my dad often and then take out her anger on me.
I told them that they shouldn't have taken her at all with them to be fair. All this resentment built up to the point to where I try my best to avoid them. My dad no longer has my email even as I got hacked to many times, and I think that my ***** sister might be behind it maybe as he has no p.w on his email and she always reads them.
Also, he would always give me stupid diet tips even after I told him to stop. I was mean to them on Labor Day weekend. He tried to invite himself over and I made a bunch of excuses. Then he snapped at me, so I snapped back. I told him no, don't come over. My husband doesn't get why I was mean. It's simple, I'm sick of their crap. I wanted to enjoy the weekend in peace. They come over here to often every time there is a holiday weekend. Ugh!
I really don't care about them that much. I don't care if they're my parents. I don't feel close to them, and I don't trust them. This is what they get for playing favorites.