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I hate the fights

5 Jun

Jesus! My sister and I just had a fight. I know, I know… nothing extraordinary, but it just always gets in my nerves so badly that I feel like doing God knows what! I’m not the type of person that gets in a lot of fights, if I have to be honest. Most of the times I prefer to keep it calm and not say what I have to say, so that there is peace on Earth and everybody lives happily ever after! Now, don’t get me wrong, I won’t stand any injustices but I just don’t fight if it’s not worth it, which of course, is most of the times when we fuss about stupid things. But my sister…oh, she has to give it and she has to give it hard! She won’t stop until she says everything she wants to say and everybody admits they were wrong (even if they weren’t…). Naturally, most of the times I would say “Look, I don’t wanna get into this right now, so can we just drop it?” and the reply I usually get is “Yeah, of course! You always try to change the topic and not talk about it if it doesn’t suit you! That’s just who you are!”. Now, I don’t get mad easily but usually that does the trick… Still, I try to avoid the fight and just let it go, but not Rally. She continues walking all over the house, slamming doors shut, murmuring and whatnot. What gets me the most is the things she says. She’s the type of person who will always say stuff she doesn’t really mean while she’s angry but even though I know she doesn’t mean it, that does make it alright. You can’t just blurt out something that would hurt someone’s feelings and then say “Well, you know I didn’t mean it! Why are you mad about it?”. Well, hon, it doesn’t work that way! Plus, she gets angry so easily it’s not even funny. Obviously, yesterday I said something that she didn’t like. I can’t even remember what it was because, apparently, it was SO “important”, plus I bet my ass on it that it was meant as a joke. Well, she obviously decided to take it personally and she held a grudge about it until today. Can you imagine? So, after the fight today she brought it up again and said “I can’t stand you since yesterday anyway, so I don’t care!”. That wasn’t very nice, I have to say. And all because of nothing! I should be used to it by now but clearly I’m not. I just hate big words, if you don’t mean it, don’t say it! That’s the way it should work, otherwise why even bother? Anyway. Decided to write here because talking about it calms me down and since I’m giving her the silent treatment now, and my friends have heard it all before I guess this is the prefect place.