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Jun. 8th, 2009 10:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
holytoastrIt had been a week and my mother was still holding my invitations hostage. I was forced to call her to find out why she hadn't sent me my stupid cards and if I needed to settle this nonsense by going out and buying new cards.
She proceeded to scream at me about how she had raised me better than this (obviously not) and she was going to be so embarrassed in front of all her friends (not my problem) and I was acting so childish (I wasn't the one screaming over cards) and that I should stop throwing it in her face that I'm paying for the wedding (I wouldn't have to if she didn't keep trying to take control).
I refused to argue with a crazy lady so I sat there silently. (I was crying, but that's a Pavlovian response from my childhood.)
Eventually she got too angry to even scream at me (one of her highly sophisticated arguments was that I should do what she says cause she gave birth to me. My response: That was your mistake.), and handed over the phone to my dad.
My dad and I had a decent argument. He saw my side and I saw his. We compromised that mom would print the language I like on the cards to my guests, and print something more neutral (that I still get to write) for my mother's guests.
Cause honestly, the language was not a big deal. The guests are going to look at the cards for 30 seconds at most. The big issue is that my mother insults me at every turn and thinks this wedding is hers.
Dad and I agreed that the parents' names should not be on the cards because ben and I are paying for the wedding. Fair is fair.
My parents were also upset that ben and I wanted to stay at a hotel rather than at their house. Mom was angry cause she thought it was just because ben and I wanted to be in the same room and we were throwing our bad behavior in her face.
But I explained to dad that mom makes me crazy and I NEED a place I can go at the end of the day to get away from her. I cannot handle that much time with her. I pointed out that getting away from her will make it a lot easier for me to put up with her during the day and I will be able to be more pleasant around her. So he agreed that my argument made sense and would not fight with me about that.
Dad is going to tell my mom about the compromise we reached. Cause I still don't want to talk to her. I absolutely cannot stand that woman. After this wedding, I never want to speak to her ever again.
After the call ben had to hug me while I finished crying. Once I calmed down, we ordered plane, hotel, and car stuff for our trip. I think if I had known how horrible my mom was going to be (I expected her to be bad, but not THIS bad), I would have eloped. I don't need this stress.
She proceeded to scream at me about how she had raised me better than this (obviously not) and she was going to be so embarrassed in front of all her friends (not my problem) and I was acting so childish (I wasn't the one screaming over cards) and that I should stop throwing it in her face that I'm paying for the wedding (I wouldn't have to if she didn't keep trying to take control).
I refused to argue with a crazy lady so I sat there silently. (I was crying, but that's a Pavlovian response from my childhood.)
Eventually she got too angry to even scream at me (one of her highly sophisticated arguments was that I should do what she says cause she gave birth to me. My response: That was your mistake.), and handed over the phone to my dad.
My dad and I had a decent argument. He saw my side and I saw his. We compromised that mom would print the language I like on the cards to my guests, and print something more neutral (that I still get to write) for my mother's guests.
Cause honestly, the language was not a big deal. The guests are going to look at the cards for 30 seconds at most. The big issue is that my mother insults me at every turn and thinks this wedding is hers.
Dad and I agreed that the parents' names should not be on the cards because ben and I are paying for the wedding. Fair is fair.
My parents were also upset that ben and I wanted to stay at a hotel rather than at their house. Mom was angry cause she thought it was just because ben and I wanted to be in the same room and we were throwing our bad behavior in her face.
But I explained to dad that mom makes me crazy and I NEED a place I can go at the end of the day to get away from her. I cannot handle that much time with her. I pointed out that getting away from her will make it a lot easier for me to put up with her during the day and I will be able to be more pleasant around her. So he agreed that my argument made sense and would not fight with me about that.
Dad is going to tell my mom about the compromise we reached. Cause I still don't want to talk to her. I absolutely cannot stand that woman. After this wedding, I never want to speak to her ever again.
After the call ben had to hug me while I finished crying. Once I calmed down, we ordered plane, hotel, and car stuff for our trip. I think if I had known how horrible my mom was going to be (I expected her to be bad, but not THIS bad), I would have eloped. I don't need this stress.
