I am not one for confrontation there are only a few people in this world I actually hate. My best guy friends ex-girlfriend who moved states after they lost their virginity to each other, never telling him, making him super depressed and suicide for months. I also dislike the given people, the people everyone dislikes, Sarah Palin, Paris Hilton, Cowboy fans. The person I dislike the most, the most evil, unmannerly person I have every met before, the recreation of Satan, my brothers girlfriend. I like everyone, well I at least give everyone a chance. I am never rude to someone, until they are rude to me, and do many things that hurt me. As you can see, I try to be nice as possible to limit the amount of fights I get into, but when it comes to my brothers girlfriend, gloves are off, I am ready to go to jail for stabbing her in the neck with a fork, a nice bent, rusty fork. I think my brother knows no one in my family likes her, I mean we make it pretty obvious, and well, he has met her. Everyone knows she is stupid, slutty, has no manners, gets drunk way to much for someone who is 23 and has been drinking way before her 21st birthday. So when he told us he invited her to Thanksgiving dinner, I was to say the least pissed. I told my mom I didn't want to go to Thanksgiving dinner. I told her I was happy just having the left overs late that night, eating cold turkey with the crack of the refrigerator as my only light. Naturally she was upset, and was pissed I would let her get to me. Then she through out the big one, the one all mothers give out to make their kids feel horrible.
"You need to think of your brothers happiness."
Once these words came into my ears I yelled back "HE NEEDS TO THINK OF OUR HAPPINESS!"
Of course this isn't the best thing to yell in a crowded grocery store days before Thanksgiving. But once I yelled it, I didn't care that the old lady squeezing melons was looking at me. Or the short stock boy I used to go to school with gave me a puzzled look. I was right!
Once I got home I really had a chance to cool down, and thought about it again, and I was right. If a person loves you, sure you should try to make an effort to like the person they are "in love with" but they also need to understand that if you don't like them, don't have them constantly over at the house, don't let them "sleep" over when you share walls with your younger brother and sister. Most of all don't invite them to a holiday that is spent with hours at a table together. Of course I caved in and had dinner today with my family and Satan. My mom gets me every time with the crying and the " I just don't know what to do." sniffles. The entire time I sat at the table I didn't look at her once, I didn't look at her when she said there wasn't enough stuffing, that my brother was fat for being at the table first, or rolling her eyes when my dad told us a story about him and my moms wedding. What I thought about while I sat at the table clenching my fork until my knuckles turned white was, if she ever marry's my brother, I will not go to the wedding.
This is something else I learned about dating if your family doesn't like some, they aren't right for you. I can't say it for every ones family, some families don't get along, some have different views, but if you are close to your family, get along and love one another, they really do know what is best for you. That's why before I ever get serious with a boy I am going to bring him home and have him meet my family, and if they don't like him, then I'll have to end it. Even of you think your family doesn't understand the person you are dating. Even if you think they are different around you, they really care about you, they are good for you, just know they aren't. Why would your family want anything bad for you? They just want you to be happy, and for you to be with a person that will stand by you, someone who cares and loves you, who is good for you. I always tell my mom if I ever meet a guy I'm not going to date him if they don't like him, she always says sure, we'll see. Just because she said that, I will bring every guy home for them to meet. But if ever comes down to everyone likes him but my brother I will still date him, and I'll tell my brother I don't care what he thinks, because his taste obviously sucks, and then I will punch his girlfriend in her saggy boobs, at least that's how it goes in my dreams.
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