You ever have that family member (or maybe a few) that you love dearly but you can’t be too sure how they feel about you due to all the f***ed up things they say to you. It may not be intentional, but it hurts all the same? And sometimes it’s best not to even say anything about what was said because…well it’s just best.
Let me give you a few examples. The first one being me and said family member discussing my gluten allergy and how my body reacts to it. I don’t require an epipen or anything but my body is in a constant state of inflammation and it’s even more difficult for me to get my fine on (lose weight). This convo came about because I was preparing a gluten free Sheppard’s Pie that was only purchased due to some random coupon being found. Now given the size of this Sheppard’s Pie one would believe it was a single serve meal. Or at least I did. And all the while when I was preheating the oven, nothing was specifically said about halfing or sharing this meal. So the family member went out for a few hours and there I sat as I usually do every night, alone on the couch with my dinner, notepad, Mambi planner, and the tv on whatever I happen to be binge watching.
Let me tell you this is the first Sheppard’s Pie that I’ve ever had and it was delicious. I’m sure there are various ways to make this, but this particular pie was just ground beef, corn and mashed potatoes. Simple enough, but awesome to me. I ate it ALL. I’ll restate again, I thought it was a single serve. Plus it was DELICIOUS.
The family member comes home and all is nice and cheerful at first. Usual greetings and chatting commence. Then I’m asked how the pie was. I give my reply (see above). Then I get asked if I ate it all to which I reply that I did. That wasn’t the right answer. Longer story short, the conversation ended with a cut throat reply of “that’s why you can’t lose weight because you just sit on the couch.” I know better than to reply to this so I sit there hurt and angry. Are you that upset over a Sheppard’s Pie?
I bought another pie just for them the next day. It has yet to be touched.
Another comment was over the phone when the family member was at Wal-Mart. They called to see if I needed anything and I didn’t. The family member commented it was time to leave since the outfits in there were getting out of hand and that people probably go in Wal-Mart dressed all crazy for the photos that are taken of them and posted. I was then told of a lady that was “bigger than me” wearing short shorts showing booty cheeks. Apparently people were doing double takes looking at her. She was compared/equated to me walking outside in panties (which is something that I would never do). I was stunned. I couldn’t speak cause I felt I was literally slapped through the phone.
I tried being as snide as I could by asking if the comparison being made towards me was that bad. The question was totally lost on the family member because they answered yes without a moments hesitation. Is this tough love or something else?
I add this to my mental list as I do with everything else. Holding on to this isn’t good, but I can’t let it go either.