Join Date: Nov 2012
Location: Melbourne, Australia
Wow, the in-laws stories sound terrible.
I'm lucky enough to have future-in-laws who are laid back enough that I don't have to get my feminist claws out, haha! My own family is another story though, heh...
My rant for the day is about being my grandmother's full-time carer. I don't usually protest about it, because I'm needed, she has mobility issues and I understand exactly why I need to put my desire for a career in body modification on hold to look after the only remaining family member from my mum's side (since Mum passed away when I was 17, I have this kind of desperate tie to my grandma).
But would it kill her to say "please" and "thank you"? Seriously, I know that I'm being paid $2/hour by the government to be her personal slave, but some manners wouldn't hurt. Ugh!
And her attitudes about, well, life just make my blood boil. I have two chronic mental illnesses, though I prefer to think of them as simply issues I have to deal with day-to-day (clinical depression and anxiety/panic disorder) and she refuses to see them as they are, not "just a phase" that I'll "get over". Been battling this stuff for 12 years now, in and out of therapy for all that time and been on various medications throughout my adolescence and early adulthood. I'm pretty sure I've figured out what works for me, and what preventative measures are appropriate for keeping myself well.
Being almost 80, she's also very stuck in old-world values. She believes I should be hyper-feminine, basically be a Stepford Wife and get up before my partner and make myself pretty for him. She's extremely ashamed that I have piercings and tattoos, aspirations for a career in the body modification industry, and the fact that I feel the most comfortable in my skin with a buzzcut is the most shameful of all, because a woman should have long, flowing hair, or she's a grotesque freak (not my words).
As a last little bit to my incredibly long-winded rant, it makes me want to hit things when she flippantly says things about our fish like "Oh, if they die, you can just get a new one, hahaha, it's only a fish!" and the awesome one last night when we had guests: "I'm glad you're keeping fish now, there won't be the hysterical crying when they die like there was when Nala our cat had to be put down!" as if they're somehow less valuable...