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My family is 2/3 good. My parents are good parents and I don't have anything against them.

 

But my sister in other hand. We see pretty rarely and when that happens, first thing she does is complain about something I've done or I something haven't done.

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I have a display of a bunch of pony merch, and my brother (17) or dad will mess around with, either hiding some ponies, or doing annoying things, like putting a 3'' pinkie pie in large plastic dinosaurs mouth which I had when I was a small kid. I don't say much about it, but it gets so annoying after a while.

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I love my family, but only in small, manageable doses. Which is a problem considering I still live with my parents, so there are more than a few times when they just drive me up the wall.

 

My dad and I are like oil and water, with next to nothing in common. He's a workaholic who would go insane if he wasn't doing some kind of work like fixing up something around the house. Not to mention he has racist names/terms for just about ethnicity besides caucasian, yet claims he's not racist since he "employs and works with more than a few [racist slur]." He does it just to piss us all off, I swear.

 

My mom seems to love critiquing very minor or inconsequential about my life. I have a good number of strange or outright OCD habits, which I have largely come to terms with, yet she seems to think I can just stop doing as if by flicking a switch. Plus she has this thing where she whines about the fact that I don't care if my clothes are wrinkly, even when they wrinkle from so much as putting them on half the time.

 

My little brother is a jerk, always has been. No matter what I say, he'll either mockingly take it literally or just say something mean about everything I do or say. And my twin brother is a huge control freak. Granted, I can be too, but he takes it way farther than I ever could.

 

And yet, despite all this, they're still my family at the end of the day and they could be worse. As the saying goes, "You can choose your friends, but you can't choose your family."

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Where do I start?  

I have literally nothing in common with any of my family that I'm in immediate contact with so I never really socialize with them. I live with my grandparents in the south USA so their religion permeates everything and myself being indifferent to religion makes it really difficult to see eye to eye with them. They are also homophobic which really gets on my nerves seeing as how I'm a bisexual predominately interested in other guys, so I have to put up with all their very mean and snide remarks.

The only real positive to living with my family is that they don't mind me displaying all my pony merch.

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Hi ;) OP here. Have been away for a while. Sorry.

Had a relevant day today.

Mother gushing all over me this morning. Just now slapped me hard around the face for something completely insignificant.

Really hurts.

But I'm more concerned she's slipping into another depressed state again.

Fun.

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Well Bronies and Pegasisters, apologies for my absence. I have had technology problems and only now have I been able to log on to poniverse.

 

I am so amazed at all the stories shared here. I think it shows what a varied community we are. I think it also shows that many of us are slight misfits and perhaps find answers in mlp that we can't find so easily elsewhere.

 

Today my mother has revealed she no longer wants dogs but a pet bird. None of us have the energy to fight this part of her bipolar and when she finds the bird noises and care troublesome in a few weeks time I'll probably have to deal with it. But hey ho, its less work than dogs!

 

Keep venting and keep sharing! Its cathartic.

 

Genuine help is here in this community. If anyone needs to talk, so many of us are available :);):D

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Mine drive me up the wall because they are so intrusive. I get that a lot of the time they want what is best and they care about my well-being.. But there's a point where I think they need to step back and give me space to make my own decisions. Sometimes it's embarrassing how annoying they can get. This is why I'm looking forward to the day that I am able to move out and have more space to breathe.

 

I care about my family a lot, but at times I just wish they would just lay off..

 

They also can't seem to understand that I have always had social issues, they think that I don't make an effort at times and assume that I'm too lazy..

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My parents (well, my stepdad and his girlfriend, my mom died five years ago) were very good at driving me nuts through hypocrisy. First and foremost, though, I don't dislike them at all. My stepdad is as much of a father to me as my real dad is, and I generally get along with his girlfriend just fine. Despite that, though, certain behavior of theirs drove me up the wall:

 

- They'd give me all kinds of crap over leaving a plate in the sink instead of clearing out the dishwasher and then putting it in (which I'd done because I was running late for training), and then gleefully leave the whole kitchen as a mess with the dishwasher half-emptied because 'I had to get to the gym'.

 

- They instated a rule that whoever would eat at home had to let that know beforehand. Fair enough, despite it being far more logical to notify people if you aren't going to be there. Then they get pissed when they don't let me know in advance they'd be back from their trip in time for dinner and I made dinner for myself.

 

These things happened rather frequently, which pissed me off to no end. So when the house got new floors and we had to leave for a week, I went to my girlfriend's place...and I ended up living there for around eight months, after which I moved into my own apartment. I gotta say, having my own place feels great. Hurray for no more nagging! :lol:

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Both my parents tend to have gendered/stereotyped views, but that's probably because of the way they were brought up.

My mum's attempt at pressure when it comes to academics is just laying on crazy amounts of stress. My dad's a lot better about it - he just encourages gently, which offsets her craziness so s'all good.

My brother is swag as hell and I'd say he's maybe the person I'm closest to in my family because we bond over the pitfalls of our parents.

 

Either way, they might make me a little upset sometimes, but I mean, they're my parents, even if they have their flaws like everyone does, so... You know. I still love em.

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I live with my father, and step mom, my real mother is no where to be found after she abandoned me, and my sister 4 years ago. Yes they annoy me by expecting me to pay rent, their gas bill, and do stuff around the house.They also treat me like a child from time to time, and take my stuff if I don't do previously mentioned things, despite paying for it myself, but I'd rather be here than putting up with problems of owning an appartment by myself. Once I get a car, and a few grand saved up then I'll happily leave. At least they respect me for who I'am, and don't judge me for it.

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They're just basically full of shit and literally compete against eachother it's horrible, I have so much pressure put by my mother because she wants me to impress the rest of the family, and I actually don't give a frigging care about that side of my family but the pressure that my mother puts on me is really driving me crazy, also a lot of the members of my family are extremely religious and homophobic, I literally cannot talk with one family member without being told "oh in the bible *something something*", I mean I'm okay with them being religious and all but don't shove it down my throat. It just doesn't works like that.

 

Although I have to admit thank god that I have my sister, because she's the only one family member I appreciate to guts. She's open about everything and actually struggled herself a lot with my family.

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I love my family, but i couldn't stand my brother sometimes when we were growing up. Now we usually see each other on holidays or random weekends.

 

If you don't get along staying with your

family, move. That's the gist of it, really.

 

Ever since i moved out my relations with my family only improved. I guess we just don't get in each other's way. Being far apart meant (ironically) getting closer eith my family.

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Basically exactly what the Cerberus said except for one thing, my brother and I don't always get along. My parents are total control freaks and are always wondering what I am doing. DRIVES ME INSANE!!!!!

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When my brother gives gifts its only stuff he likes really.

When my mom gives gifts she goes for a discount buy, which forgoes videogame dlc or something which is why I wanted the game int he first place.

Then they are both not very logical. Like Mexico's celebration of death my brother said was gothic and mom said it was satanic, I'm sitting her elike its neither. I mean sure theres similarities but thats mistaking frogs n toads and calling them the same thing. Or its like calling dolphins a fish.

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- I have a very frail relationship with my dad. When I was younger, he would constantly bully me, mostly over my weight and how embarassing it was for him to have a daughter like me. As I grew up, we clashed because he wanted to make all the decisions in my life, like what college I would attend, my future career, my job, etc. He wants to mold me into my sister, which is impossible, as we're complete polar opposites. I have these problems with him and much more, which I could write a novel about. 

 

- Both my parents can be very...bigoted. For example, yesterday my mom started a sentence with, "A lot of Mexicans are like this..." My dad, on the other hand, refuses to believe I'm a homosexual and is constantly talking about my future husband. I love them to death, but it's frankly embarassing when they talk so badly about groups of people like that.

 

- My sister. Lazy and quite rude sometimes, but manages to get everything she wants because she knows how to flatter my dad. Still, she's somehow my closest sibling.

 

- Lastly, my brother. He smokes weed constantly and lives in a shed in our backyard, and when I was younger joined in with my dad by calling me pleasant names like 'fatass'. He has temper tantrums a lot and often thinks I'm an idiot because I'm younger than him.

 

/Rant over/ I love my family more than anything or anyone, but they frustrate me and anger me so much sometimes. Thank you for having a place to vent frustrations!

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I love my family very much and I'm sure they love me back but it isn't an easy existence. My only real gripe is my younger brother, who's ignorant,deceiving and needs a real wake-up call before its too late. He's on a path of destruction and no matter how much anyone tells him this he either blocks out the truth or doesn't believe it; this really depresses my mother and its hard to watch.

 

I'm sure one day he'll realise what he's doing to us and will change his ways and sometimes he can real great fun, so I know he can be good.

 

Other than that mah family ain't too bad to live with. 

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I live with my father, and step mom, my real mother is no where to be found after she abandoned me, and my sister 4 years ago. Yes they annoy me by expecting me to pay rent, their gas bill, and do stuff around the house.They also treat me like a child from time to time, and take my stuff if I don't do previously mentioned things, despite paying for it myself, but I'd rather be here than putting up with problems of owning an appartment by myself. Once I get a car, and a few grand saved up then I'll happily leave. At least they respect me for who I'am, and don't judge me for it.

Be on Long Lost Family

 

What drives me nuts about my family is the fact that they seem to take advantage of me being the youngest. My sister tells me what to do all the time, and my brother just hates everything about me. My foreign exchange sister who is leaving in a few months actually treats me well, it's a shame she's going away :( Then we have our parents who are crazy. My mom was born in a Mormon family, so she has some rules that we personally think is stupid, like the rule where we can't date until we're 16 and can't have a steady girlfriend until we're 18. I mean, what the hell? I'm pretty sure 18 is the legal marrying age where I'm from. Then my dad is good with computers, but as a cost of him being able to help us with our technological problems, he puts parental controls on our devices. Now our tablets are parental control free, so we'll be able to look up porn if we want to, which I don't, but our computer is filled with them. The parental controls are like a brick wall that restricts almost all of my favorite websites. My family said that this computer is only for homework, but why? Computers are meant for homework AND things we enjoy, so we can't let you do that, Star Fox. And you know how many times in my life that I've used the internet for my homework? ZERO! I use calculators. I don't need the internet when I have this useful tool in my pocket. Is my dad really that stupid? Or am I the stupid one, not knowing about things in school that calculators can't do? I know there are other classes, but I'll say I'm already smart in my other classes, I just have bad grades in the other classes because I'm not productive enough. But hey, I probably have my own problems too, don't I? People have lots and lots of qualities, and you can't have no bad ones, can't you? Nobody is perfect, but the people of my family have flaws that I find utterly unacceptable. I mean seriously, my brother hates being around people who are eating. Seriously. I once was just chilling in the basement and my brother told me to get out because I was eating Cheetos. I mean, what the hell.

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