dunya wrote:
I have a similar issue with my family.
My Mother and Stepfather ignore me most of the year and only want to meet up to reassure themselves they are "kind" at Birthday and Christmas.
It's nice to get presents but I know every year I will be given the same things. Slippers a size too small and socks made for the teenage market (I'm 47). I usually give them away.
If I complain of being ignored I'm told they have busy lives (as leaders of a Church), that I'm being "difficult" and should be forgiving because it's Christmas.
This is equivalent to unloading an appreciation bomb. It destroys my sense of self-worth, because
now it's almost as if you become dependant on them at a certain time every year. Like a ritual. They
enjoy playing the part of god. It's sadist.
Like in the book 'Choke' by Chuck Palahniuk, in which the protagonist is lead to believe throughout the story that
he is the second coming of Jesus Christ because the people who raised him, nurtured him, or
continued to send him money or gifts after they "saved his life" from choking at a restaurant. It's almost
as if these people gave him life. Like god. And they enjoy it, and they enjoy writing the cards every year.
They enjoy picking out the stupid little picture art and writing stupid little
"thought bombs" on the page. But it's all empty, because even though
they feel that giving random material objects that have no relevance to
my current circumstance, I still think that they're completely oblivious, apathetic
and ignorant. And maybe even a little bit psychopathic.