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As posted earlier my dad just passed away. I am at my mom’s home and and my brother is here and I am going crazy dealing with them
My brother plainly told me that he was preparing a ‘montage’ of picutres of my dad’s life to display at the funeral home. He has been spending all his time doing this which I must admit is a healthy way of dealing with his pain. However, secretly, I was thinking of doing one but since he told me first, I decided to keep it to myself that I wanted to do one and let him do it. I though it would save a fight. When I told him I wanted to give a speech at my dad’s funeral he told me ‘NO’. I resented that he acts like he is the boss and tells me what he was planning on doind but I needed his permission to do something. Then he said well I need to see the speach and I will let you know if you can read it. It just brough back all the memeories of him bossing me around over things that were never any of his business because he use to exercise his controlling power trip on me. And that if I tell a joke I am stupid but if anyone else tells the exact same joke it is hilarious.
I could write a book on all the things we argued about but I am too tired.
So I went to take a nap (it is the only way to avoid them without the guilt trip of being bad for avoiding them). As I was trying to sleep, I prayed to God for strenght on what to do. I ask God how can I be loving yet have reasonable boundaries with someone who is unreasonable. And it hit me like a ton of bricks.
A bit of history. My brother has a friend ‘Vince’ who has the most perverted language. The dirty jokes are beyond tasteless and the average secular person would agree with that. I met him once and after some rude comments I politely asked him to clean up his language. Vince ignored me and my brother yelled at me like a street dog for being a prude.
Well, earlier today during one of ou arguments, my brother proceed to lecture me on how wrong I was for asking Vince to clean up his langage. That Vince is one of the most loving people and I will miss out on it because I don’t want to be near his rude language. (My brother is the same man who prides himself for never having sworned at our mom yet sees nothing wrong with men talking dirty to his sister
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So it hit me. My brother needs to believe his friend Vince is loving because my brother needs his deniyal to survive. And since my brother has free will I can not change it
So… the conclusion I am making is
The loving thing is for me to go easy on my brother because altough he is wrong on some things his denial is not 100% his fault. If I need to assert myself choose my moments a bit more wisely
But unfortunately, I am sooooo fed up with him, evertime he walks into a room I am in, I have to refrain from rolling my eyes and putting on a disgusted look. I keep staring at the floor or palying with my watch to avoid eye contact with him because I know the only thing I desire to say is going to cause a fight.
He is probably thinking I am being rude because everytime he says something, unless it requires a direct answer I stay silent. Yet, he is also probably oblivious to all the effort I am making by bitting my tongue.
And one last thing is you have read this far. Earlier today during one of our arguments, he said (And I know his intent was to hurt me) was that he wife would becoming later because she didn’t feel comfortable being around me and wanted to stay in a hotel rather than my mom’s house because of me. And all I could think was ‘Finally, a bit of honesty and respect’. But I didn’t say that to him because in the heat of the moment, it probably would have sounded like I was being a smarty pants. But I genuinly did see it as respectful because it would be setting a healthy boundary ie not too much time under the same roof since we both knew we couldn’t handle it. And moreover, she respected that I was the daughter and she was the daughter in law so she was allowing me to come home to be with my mom. Is it wrong to see what was intended as an insult as a compliment?
Thanks
CM
My brother plainly told me that he was preparing a ‘montage’ of picutres of my dad’s life to display at the funeral home. He has been spending all his time doing this which I must admit is a healthy way of dealing with his pain. However, secretly, I was thinking of doing one but since he told me first, I decided to keep it to myself that I wanted to do one and let him do it. I though it would save a fight. When I told him I wanted to give a speech at my dad’s funeral he told me ‘NO’. I resented that he acts like he is the boss and tells me what he was planning on doind but I needed his permission to do something. Then he said well I need to see the speach and I will let you know if you can read it. It just brough back all the memeories of him bossing me around over things that were never any of his business because he use to exercise his controlling power trip on me. And that if I tell a joke I am stupid but if anyone else tells the exact same joke it is hilarious.
I could write a book on all the things we argued about but I am too tired.
So I went to take a nap (it is the only way to avoid them without the guilt trip of being bad for avoiding them). As I was trying to sleep, I prayed to God for strenght on what to do. I ask God how can I be loving yet have reasonable boundaries with someone who is unreasonable. And it hit me like a ton of bricks.
A bit of history. My brother has a friend ‘Vince’ who has the most perverted language. The dirty jokes are beyond tasteless and the average secular person would agree with that. I met him once and after some rude comments I politely asked him to clean up his language. Vince ignored me and my brother yelled at me like a street dog for being a prude.
Well, earlier today during one of ou arguments, my brother proceed to lecture me on how wrong I was for asking Vince to clean up his langage. That Vince is one of the most loving people and I will miss out on it because I don’t want to be near his rude language. (My brother is the same man who prides himself for never having sworned at our mom yet sees nothing wrong with men talking dirty to his sister
So it hit me. My brother needs to believe his friend Vince is loving because my brother needs his deniyal to survive. And since my brother has free will I can not change it
So… the conclusion I am making is
The loving thing is for me to go easy on my brother because altough he is wrong on some things his denial is not 100% his fault. If I need to assert myself choose my moments a bit more wisely
But unfortunately, I am sooooo fed up with him, evertime he walks into a room I am in, I have to refrain from rolling my eyes and putting on a disgusted look. I keep staring at the floor or palying with my watch to avoid eye contact with him because I know the only thing I desire to say is going to cause a fight.
He is probably thinking I am being rude because everytime he says something, unless it requires a direct answer I stay silent. Yet, he is also probably oblivious to all the effort I am making by bitting my tongue.
And one last thing is you have read this far. Earlier today during one of our arguments, he said (And I know his intent was to hurt me) was that he wife would becoming later because she didn’t feel comfortable being around me and wanted to stay in a hotel rather than my mom’s house because of me. And all I could think was ‘Finally, a bit of honesty and respect’. But I didn’t say that to him because in the heat of the moment, it probably would have sounded like I was being a smarty pants. But I genuinly did see it as respectful because it would be setting a healthy boundary ie not too much time under the same roof since we both knew we couldn’t handle it. And moreover, she respected that I was the daughter and she was the daughter in law so she was allowing me to come home to be with my mom. Is it wrong to see what was intended as an insult as a compliment?
Thanks
CM