Donāt Dish Out What You Canāt Take.
This is beginning to bother me, sadly I have to vent twice in one day but with this phony ass family of mine itās almost hard not to be able to. This woman sits around this house all day long complaining, fussing, moaning, bitching and groaning because sheās tired, hurting or has no energy. Sometimes she just nags to do so. Iām convinced that she loves to hear herself complain all day long. Today she decides to close the door on my son because he kept making noise while she does her prayers. I get it donāt get me wrong, he is loud and makes it hard to concentrate, but its the way she did it. You damn near almost closed his and my daughters hand in the door as you slid it, then you knew for a fact that was going to make him fall to pieces. you couldāve simply saidĀ āhey N, grandma is going to close the door for a little while so I can finish my prayer when Iām done iāll open it backā he wouldāve still fell apart but he wouldāve understood you heās not dumb; he knows exactly what you are saying. But of course not you wanted to be rude about it. Now you wanna complain and get all in your feelings because I said something; itās not what you did, itās how you did it. She loves to call everyone else out and point out what everyone else does but when someone does it back to her, her feelings are hurt. She wants to slam doors and raise her voice as if thatās going to get her simple-minded point across. I donāt care that youāre upset, because you didnāt have to do what you did. If you canāt take it, donāt dish it!
