Relatives-in-low

My relations with –in-lows are hard for several particular reasons. The main reason is material, nobody ever helps us, but everyone doesn’t hesitate to ask for help and to blame our greediness. It is disgusting, when some guys complain about difficulties of making career, when you have no connections. I would recommend to 20-30th age teenagers, living with parents, to get marry and to try support their families and both parents’ families. It certainly would help to grow. The second reason is way of living. I do not understand people who do nothing for their well-being, who invest money in new mobile models instead of education or something what grows in price. It is fun, how such people judge others for their cloths and mobiles and after 5 minutes ask to borrow some money. My family in low considers studding is wasting of time. Their principle if you have food today, life is good, let tomorrow will be end of the world, they don’t care. I’m so envious of their continuous nirvana, if I was able not to care that much, I would be definitely much happier. And the last is communication. They never hesitate to tell what is in mind. They will never lie to you. If my mother in low hates my hairs and new dress, she will immediately say, baby, you look like shit, beat your hairdresser and never put on that terrible sack again. She is really hearty kind woman, but muddle-headed and simple like 5 cent. I’m always delicate and diplomatic liar after such comments don’t know at all how to talk further. Our communication is always hard and weird, but in the end useful, I try to learn how to be easier. Our visit lasted whole day, after significant discussion I got known mama needs new teeth, brothers need money for car repair, and they were informed we will need a bed for baby and good clinic for me soon. After lunch I fall asleep and slept until hon decided return home. Everything wasn’t that terrible as I expected.
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