He called me this morning to let me have it over the phone. Then he asked me if I wanted a ride to the store. Yeah man like I’m going to want to sit in the car with you while you tell me how much of a piece of shit I am then go grocery shop.
So now I’m out a trip to the store for who knows how long. Until this blows over which could be days.
I feel so small after this, I feel like I’m the world’s most shittiest person.
You don’t have to take those calls, you know.
“I don’t like the way you’re speaking to me, so I am going to hang up now. We can talk later.”
How is Mr. Softee doing today?
I know but I was worried he might be sick or something, usually he’s never home this early so I had my guard down.
His new food is still bothering his stomach, he’s napping in the kitchen.
Just remember to look out for yourself. If the conversation goes to a place you don’t like, you should disengage.
Too many people I know, including me lmao, have found this book useful. I obviously don’t know your situation personally, but it wouldn’t surprise me if it’s relevant to you, too.
Thanks comrade.
I had a dad that was in poor health and also an abusive POS. He’ll try to hang whatever he thinks he can, including his health, over you for control. The only way to win is not to play.