My mother could give lectures on how to be passive aggressive.
Most of the time, MOST of the time, I rise above it. And I watch myself to make sure I am not passive aggressive, because it's just so
tit, and a horrible way to be.
I bit back very very slightly tonight about a gift I had given her which she had not acknowledged in any way. I'm not sorry.
I had to witness another sibling being fawned over when she was leaving the house today and when would she be visiting again, and thanks so much for visiting. I got just about civility, just about, as I was leaving. I'm sick of it. I don't visit, I'm wrong, I visit, I'm still wrong.
duck it.
Oh and stop looking me up and down disapprovingly. Maybe that's another reason why I don't visit much eh
Had a rant upthread about a sibling who is treating me like
tit over not attending her birthday party in January. Due to illness. A bit more of the same over the weekend, addressing her conversation to whoever was beside me, looking past me. Just
duck off, the lot of you.
And breathe.