I really dislike one of Fi's best friends. They have been friends since high school, but have gone completely different paths in their lives. Fi has matured, lived on his own, has gone to and completed college, and has basically grown up from his high school years.
This guy really hasn't. He has no concept of being without or being wrong on any facet of his life. He is a psych major and basically lets you know right out of the gate that because of that, he is more intelligent than you. Every time he visits, he tries to give me 'life advice' despite the fact he has never lived without complete financial support from his relatives, nor has he ever held a job. He is 30.
Flameful because I shouldn't judge.
Dude is visiting for the next two weeks. Save me! Ugh
I've decided I really hate the militaristic metaphors that everyone uses to describe cancer. It's not a fight or a battle or a war. It's a disease.
DH's cancer isn't curable and it's not because he's not 'fighting' hard enough, it's because he has an incurable fucking disease. I wish people would stop saying that crap to me. I know they mean well, but it just makes me feel worse.
I completely agree. My Dad has a cancer that carries a very poor prognosis (though he is in remission right now ) and he detests all of those metaphors too. He said he doesn't want a single word like "battle" or "fight " in his obituary if he does end up dying from cancer.
I am sorry you and your husband are going through this.
LOL to all of you who can handle something like dementia with complete love and understanding without ever slipping and wishing it would all end. Good for fucking you.
I'm sorry you are going through this, @ameliapond. I think of you guys often.
I wish a heartfelt "motherfucker" was a socially acceptable way to offer sympathy/empathy/well wishes/condolences/whatever in a situation that also really sucks. I'm sorry falls short.
Dementia and alzheimers are so tough on a family. H's mom suffered from it for 11 years before she passed away. I actually never knew her without it because she started showing signs right around the time we met. For the majority of the time I knew her she had no idea that H was even her son. It's so sad to go through but you really have to put it in perspective and consider how tough it is for the person who is suffering with it. Of course it can be frustrating for family members but I know the toughest part for H was how helpless he felt. Watching someone you love lose their autonomy, memories, ability to speak and walk and eventually eat is a tough and often long road.
I really dislike one of Fi's best friends. They have been friends since high school, but have gone completely different paths in their lives. Fi has matured, lived on his own, has gone to and completed college, and has basically grown up from his high school years.
This guy really hasn't. He has no concept of being without or being wrong on any facet of his life. He is a psych major and basically lets you know right out of the gate that because of that, he is more intelligent than you. Every time he visits, he tries to give me 'life advice' despite the fact he has never lived without complete financial support from his relatives, nor has he ever held a job. He is 30.
Flameful because I shouldn't judge.
Dude is visiting for the next two weeks. Save me! Ugh
Seriously, shut him down. When he starys giving life advice, so the same thing. 'So, John, is yoir school still paid for?' Or 'well, when your parents stop subsidizing your life, you'll get it. Is he like, an undergrad psych major? That's kind of laughable that he thinks that makes him more intelligent than the average person. Lol. I couldn't put up with this. People with no perspective are a massive thorn in my side.
I think he received his associates and is working on a bachelors right now. More degrees than I have, I guess.
This is his third visit and I almost threw down with him last time. I set rules in place before he got here: Buy your own damn food, don't set up camp in my living room, clean up after yourself, and don't expect us to pay for you. I sound like a terrible host, but last time he ignored the sleeping arrangements we had set up for him, insulted our food selection, and was a general pain.
LOL to all of you who can handle something like dementia with complete love and understanding without ever slipping and wishing it would all end. Good for fucking you.
My issue was with her wording. Perhaps she didn't mean it the way it sounded, but:
"...and acted like a sullen toddler at dinner the last time we saw her. At the end of the meal, she decided she was done and got up to leave without saying goodbye to H even though we'd driven 6+ hours to see her."
That, plus the "it all seems pretty fruitless" comment, reads pretty cold to me. IMO, there is a difference between not being able to handle someone's suffering and wishing it would end, and making it sound like they're inconveniencing you by being sick.
If I misunderstood, then I will apologize to lime for that.
"Why would you ruin perfectly good peanuts by adding candy corn? That's like saying hey, I have these awesome nachos, guess I better add some dryer lint." - Nonny
I'm annoyed with a friend. We have kids a week apart and they get along beautifully so we usually see each other once a week if our schedules allow. Well lately I've been trying to avoid eating out because I'm trying to lose weight. She knows this. Yet the last couple times we've gotten together she shoots down my idea for a gathering place (park, playdate at home, ect) and asks to go to some fast food place. She always has an excuse too so it's hard for me to object. Errands, appointments, ect. I know i need to ease back on getting together with her or tell her that I don't want to go where ever she wants to go. But I'm having a hard time being assertive. I'm being dumb here, aren't I?
I am so down about my weight/body shape recently, but I deserve it because I make no effort to eat healthier or to exercise. I just want to get in shape without having to give up things I like (food) and with continuing to avoid things I hate (gym)!
I really miss my family and our big get togethers we had. I love DH's family, but every holiday I just get angry that we moved up here for them and they never do anything on holidays. I'm a little bitter seeing all my cousins on FB, or face timing with my parents and siblings while they enjoy brunch together. Plus, H is gone for another 3 weeks and I was all by my lonesome today.
Sounds like you and dh need to be the hosts.
I've tried plenty of times. No one ever shows up, except MAYBE his sister, and I think that is more her husband than her.
I didn't call my parents to wish them a happy easter. They didn't call me either so there's that. My confession is that as bad as I feel about this I have little to no feelings left when it comes to my parents. And I feel guilty about that.