Tuesday, March 4, 2008

The tensions in this house are off the fucking chart

Every word mom says just adds fuel to the fire and pisses the sister off more and more, and I completely understand why. But she just doesn’t know how to take it. She hears mom say “is your room clean yet?” or “what did you do today?” or “you need to pay your bills” or “you should take a walk” and she uses all these questions and thinly-veined hints to try to get her to be more organized or healthy or whatever and I don’t even think mom knows it.

She knows the sister has a temper, and acting all retarded like that isn’t going to change a fucking thing. They can’t go an hour without fighting, it just can’t happen. Even if we’re enjoying ourselves and we’re in the best mood, mom will always say or do something to piss her off and it always goes the same way.

It starts with a stupid little comment or an outright blatant statement stemming from something the sister did or didn’t do. (like ate something, or didn’t clean up her room, or didn’t pay a bill or stupid shit like that). Then the sister attempts to give mom a chance to leave it at that by just writing it off and not saying anything.

But mom pushes it.

And that’s when she snaps. She yells at mom, who, in turn, makes it worse by calling her a bitch in so many words. From then on out, there are tears, screaming, silence, talking, more screaming and tears, and finally, a calm. This is when they rationally talk it out while I sit and hear every word, and become torn apart inside.

A lot of the times, she compares the way mom treats me with the way she treats her. And that kills. Because I’m so helpless at that point. I can’t change that. I’ve tried, by helping the sister when mom asks her to do more than me. But she doesn’t want my help. To her, I’m just earning extra brownie points with mom and therefore making it worse. And I hate that.

Helplessness is one of the worst possible human feelings. It’s right up there with awkwardness. And, I guess they’re both kinda inter-connected. But, I don’t know. Anything, ANYTHING, I do would piss the sister off right now. There’s nothing I can do but hope the two of them don’t bother me and just leave me alone and out of their problems. But it always happens. And it’ll either go silent tonight, or it may get loud and emotional again. I really don’t know. But I do know that they will probably pretend I’m not there as usual, so I can just lie back and listen to music while I try and get some sleep.

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