I kinda flipped at my mom today because I was trying to tell her something, and she (and my entire family) has this really bad habit of saying what she THINKS you're going to say before you even say it, and it's frustrating to me in general, because I know she's not listening to what I'm saying and instead trying to hurry me along, but also because, when she starts talking, I instinctually STOP talking so I can hear her.
It's just frustrating as fuck.
It makes me angry that my parents never bother learning ASL, it makes me angry that they don't give a shit enough to even TRY and communicate--simple things like facing me, talking to me from inside the same room, and repeating things (or repeating things when other people have said them and I'm clearly not getting it) are things that TOTALLY evade them.... yet friends, people I've met 6 goddamn months ago, do this with seemingly no problem. Seriously, the friends I've made at school are wonderful. One of them, last semester, stopped me and said "I'm going to ask you/say something right now, and I'm not trying to be an asshole so please tell me if I am, but sometimes I feel like I say stuff to you, and you don't hear me, but you just kind of say "yes" or nod along. But I want you to be able to understand me, and I want it to be a conversation, and I don't want you feeling left out. So, if you want, give me a code-word you can say that basically means "I need you to repeat this and face me," and we'll do that."
And we DID it. I was sitting there having a conversation with her and another person, and she had her back to me and said something, the other person responded and then kinda looked at me, waiting, so I said the word and she turned around and repeated herself.
THAT is the hard part about being home. YES, I'm not "out" to my parents. YES that's awkward as hell. YES, I have way fewer queer friends/generally queer people I can talk to about life.
But really? I miss communication. I miss communication that ISN'T impossible. I miss communication that is accessible, ALL THE TIME. My roommates for next year? We're gonna have a sign on the wall, that just says "repeat." If I need something repeated, I point to the sign. No need to say "What? What?? What?" Just-- a sign. Easy. They're all great about it.
People I lived with for the first 18 years of my life? Not so much.