Call The Shots

I’m certain the reason I have an aversion to relationships is because of my parent’s relationship. I have no idea why Mommy or Daddy Dearest are still together. Anyone looking in on their relationship would, at this point, have to be scratching their heads as well.

They do not get along. They sleep in separate rooms (this could be due to his sleep apnea/excessively loud snoring). They rarely spend time together (I do not count the nightly TV watching ritual as quality time). They publicly ridicule each other. They disapprove of each other’s use of money. They rarely agree and often call on their children to join their arguments and take sides. Not a very healthy environment to be in.

I have always heard: You are who raises you; I do not want to be them. I have always heard: Girls always look for and marry traits of their fathers; I would rather kill myself or turn lesbo, really.

The key to understanding their relationship, anyone’s really, is control. Who makes the decisions and takes the responsibility. I suppose healthy and happy relationships share this responsibility/burden. In my family, it’s really Mommy Dearest orchestrating the entire operation, while Daddy Dearest thinks he does. Daddy Dearest takes the responsibility when things go well, if Mommy Dearest hasn’t beaten him to it, but when shit goes wrong at any given moment either of them will be pulling a child to the side and whispering the other one is an idiot for fucking things up.

Mommy Dearest controls the money, but Daddy Dearest still feels in charge since he takes large amounts of money out each week and hoards it in his secret stash. All the doing is done by Mammy Dearest, Daddy Dearest just lounges in the recliner and “supervises”. She does the majority of the work around the household, when something is too complicated or she is not sure and has to go to Daddy Dearest – we hear about it for days after. Mommy Dearest can’t handle the simplest things, she can’t do anything right, and Daddy Dearest knows everything. When she makes dinner, she makes him a plate and brings it to him. I WILL NEVER DO THIS. EVER. He goes golfing, bowling, and to other activities that overweight middle-aged men his age do, Mommy Dearest doesn’t have any activities, other than gambling, but recently she stopped since Daddy Dearest disapproves.

I will never, ever have a relationship with any man like my father. This bitch calls the shots in her own life, or lack there of at this point :)