Mom finally said the quiet part aloud. It started with an argument over her peeling the carrot first and then washing it. I insisted that was the wrong way to do it, and to not think about feeding my nephew that stalk. This was probably petty on my part, but I didn’t want to take any chances. Also, I saw her chop off the ends of the carrot and then put the knife back in it’s place and not the sink.
She got mad and shouted at me. I then said, “Ok, [crazy aunt’s name].” She exploded and called me worthless parasite. That I only babysit my nephew for a few hours.
Yes Mom, babysitting for 40+ hours a week is nothing to you. Especially when you don’t even help other than the occasional dinner for the kids, and watching my nephew when I need to use the restroom. Even then, that is done begrudgingly.
This is why my sisters and I don't talk to her. I don’t even tell her where I applied to or interviewed anymore.
She got mad and shouted at me. I then said, “Ok, [crazy aunt’s name].” She exploded and called me worthless parasite. That I only babysit my nephew for a few hours.
Yes Mom, babysitting for 40+ hours a week is nothing to you. Especially when you don’t even help other than the occasional dinner for the kids, and watching my nephew when I need to use the restroom. Even then, that is done begrudgingly.
This is why my sisters and I don't talk to her. I don’t even tell her where I applied to or interviewed anymore.
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