The passive-aggressive guilt tripMy mother is an expert in the guilt-trip. Last week she phoned to say "Happy Birthday" and, after a 10 minute conversation, finished with, "Well, I hope you have a nicer time than I did on the day you were born."
She also stated that she was going to kill herself when she reached 65. On Christmas Day morning. Having rung up to see if there was anything she could bring for lunch.
I think it's just a mother thing, but how good are your relatives and friends at the passive-aggessive?
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chthonic, Thu 13 Oct 2005, 9:52)
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Malnutrition due to clumsy p/a attemptWhilst living with my smelly cowbag of an ex, I ended up having to take on two jobs, due to our (her) total mismanagement of our (my) funds. And so I was working 9-5 at one rotten job, and then 6.30-12 at a skanky bar.
When I would return from my earlier job in order to get ready to begin my second job, I would invariably return to her on the phone to one of her annoying mates at - wait for it - an empty dinner table!
"Where's my dinner?", I would ask in a comedy Michael Winner-style (so as to try and avoid sounding disappointed/angry, therefore evading another row)
*waves hand and glares as if I've committed a mortal sin by interrupting her conversation*
"Oh, I see - I'll work all these hours, give up my social life, neglect my mates and starve so you can make fucking phone calls to your arsehole mates and generally take the piss, shall I?"
And I did for many months, weight dropped to 6 ounces, my hair fell out, I'm sleeping in the car, I'm on pills for me nerves....
Passive aggression - I'm shit at it, and my God, was I weak!
Must be a woman thing.
Cuntmustard.
(edit: hooray! My first post. Welcome to me!)
(, Wed 19 Oct 2005, 10:23, Reply)
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