I get bored with people, and sometimes that is what I start to do. I talk to inanimate objects. Sometimes I yell, in fact a lot of times I yell. I yell in the mirror a lot, just to see what my face looks like, but I am sad to say that the face in the mirror is probably much more humorous than the face actually yelling in real life. I don't like talking to animals all that much because I don't think that they can actually hear me. I fact the birds squeak at inappropriate times and that dog just looks at me like I am nuts and should be feeding him. I don't feed him, and he huffs off to find another victim, usually in the middle of me talking, and I find that rude. I do talk to my laundry though, and I find based on my mood with the clothing, it seems to come out folded a little bit differently. I get mad enough and I am sure to find a small tear in the clothes, but if I am really happy it looks like a machine folded it for packaging, and I an usually pretty happy with that.
Anyway, today I was talking to the showerhead, and he (yes he is male, don't ask me why) is rude! He was spitting on me the entire time, and even splashed me with cold water at a really awkward moment. I don't know what to say about it other than I am shocked. For years I have successfully talked to the shower head and he has been there for me through thick and thin. There are days when I really need someone like the shower head, to cry about my cousins suicide in 1999 which I am still having issues grasping, or to talk about how much I miss my grandmother on my fathers side despite not knowing her all that well. Needless to say it took my by surprise when shower head decided that he would startle me like that in the middle of my rant, but it also awakened me. I was in the middle of talking to him about how messed up I think my fathers family is, when it shot me with cold water. I didn't know what to say and lost all train of thought. And then I thought well it is possible that this shower head is particularly offended because the issue in which I was talking about involved my cousin who once took a shower under the presumable 'brother' or 'cousin' of this showerhead. Maybe she also talked to her shower head and they talked back and forth through the pipes about us? I don't really know how it works, or if it works at all, but for some reason when I explained to the showerhead that there are certain people like my cousin who I can never trust again in that family, it spat out that cold water and woke me up.
It didn't change my mind about her. The only person who can is her, but stealing my identity and my shoes all in one weekend was really a lifechanging experience for me. One that I don't want to get near ever again. To clarify, she came up in conversation because she is in trouble again and it's breaking my uncle's heart. My uncle talks to my father, who talks to my mother and relays it to me that she has a problem with alcohol and won't get it checked out. My uncle is an enabler and my father has had enough. Both of them have been uninvited to Christmas Dinner this upcoming year, and my father finally put his foot down and said they are uninvited forever until things change. It's a big deal, and I think i was trying to reason with the shower all of the points that my father has, but I think I really wanted to be told it was ok to dislike someone so much, and feel happy that I won't be forced to endure another holiday with them. I am not entirely happy about the situation, I just feel that you reap what you sow and she has sown a lot of bad seeds, and now has to take responsibility for that. In my father's eyes she needs major help, like he recieved 15 years ago. I can proudly say that 15 years ago today my father was sober, and cigarette free for the first time in 25 years. I am proud of my father, and I think that if he ever read this, he would know I am.
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