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Okay guys and gals, aliens, or whoever. I have a pretty annoying problem at the moment and I need a bit of...guidance, I suppose. Honestly I just want to know how you wonderful people would react to a situation I'm currently in.
So, my family and I are planning to go on a vacation. Awesome right? Not so much. You see, my football playing brother who is nearly two sizes bigger than me, wants to bring his best friend. Understandable. But his best friend is just as big as he is. Our back seat is meant to hold two people, not three. So where do I get to sit? I get to sit in the back seat, most likely pushed up against the window for a handful of hours to get to a place I've been dying to go to for the last year.
Now, the problem doesn't sit with my brother. I understand why he wants his best friend to go along, I like spending time around the two a lot as well, but I have some issues with my back recently. Not enough to have my mom actually take me to the doctor for, but my back is something that bothers me a lot. Being crushed against a door by two of my most lovable football players for nearly a whole day does not sound fun. In fact, it sounds absolutely agonizing to me. I've already said no once. I didn't want to do it but I do have to think about myself as well.
Now this is where the problem really starts to shine through. My parents set me up to be the one to say no. This entire merry go round of annoyance would have been ended if they simply said no to having an extra kid coming along. They don't want to deal with feeding an extra mouth while we're there! But no, they put it on me. Which feels rather awful, I promise you. Watching your little brother give you a hateful glare because you're the wall between him and his friend hanging out sucks.
But just recently, like, fifteen minutes ago, my brother comes up to me with a possible deal. He'll give me $100 if I let his friend come along. Now, I thought this entire thing was done and settled when the original conversation happened last weekend, but no. So I go to my mom and ask about it because I told her before that I don't want to be pushed up against the window of our car. I ask her why she didn't tell him no, and I don't get a logical response. No, I get this instead:
"Now you know what it's like to have to be the bad guy."
In what way is this okay? Is this a good parenting style or whatever? ...Okay, not my question, more a bit of anger on that, but anyway. These are my question's to you guys:
1. Would you take my brother's deal? $100 for sitting pushed up against the window for a day when you know it'll screw up your back?
2. Am I in the wrong for not wanting to deal with the back problems?
3. Should I let the guilt go ahead and decide for me and say whatever, his friend can come along and just take over the bathroom when we get there for a long hot bath which may or may not help?
And lastly:
How should I react to my mother's words? I was confused, completely baffled and really, really upset by them. Should I not be?
Anyway, I just want some thoughts on this. Thank you guys for reading.
So, my family and I are planning to go on a vacation. Awesome right? Not so much. You see, my football playing brother who is nearly two sizes bigger than me, wants to bring his best friend. Understandable. But his best friend is just as big as he is. Our back seat is meant to hold two people, not three. So where do I get to sit? I get to sit in the back seat, most likely pushed up against the window for a handful of hours to get to a place I've been dying to go to for the last year.
Now, the problem doesn't sit with my brother. I understand why he wants his best friend to go along, I like spending time around the two a lot as well, but I have some issues with my back recently. Not enough to have my mom actually take me to the doctor for, but my back is something that bothers me a lot. Being crushed against a door by two of my most lovable football players for nearly a whole day does not sound fun. In fact, it sounds absolutely agonizing to me. I've already said no once. I didn't want to do it but I do have to think about myself as well.
Now this is where the problem really starts to shine through. My parents set me up to be the one to say no. This entire merry go round of annoyance would have been ended if they simply said no to having an extra kid coming along. They don't want to deal with feeding an extra mouth while we're there! But no, they put it on me. Which feels rather awful, I promise you. Watching your little brother give you a hateful glare because you're the wall between him and his friend hanging out sucks.
But just recently, like, fifteen minutes ago, my brother comes up to me with a possible deal. He'll give me $100 if I let his friend come along. Now, I thought this entire thing was done and settled when the original conversation happened last weekend, but no. So I go to my mom and ask about it because I told her before that I don't want to be pushed up against the window of our car. I ask her why she didn't tell him no, and I don't get a logical response. No, I get this instead:
"Now you know what it's like to have to be the bad guy."
In what way is this okay? Is this a good parenting style or whatever? ...Okay, not my question, more a bit of anger on that, but anyway. These are my question's to you guys:
1. Would you take my brother's deal? $100 for sitting pushed up against the window for a day when you know it'll screw up your back?
2. Am I in the wrong for not wanting to deal with the back problems?
3. Should I let the guilt go ahead and decide for me and say whatever, his friend can come along and just take over the bathroom when we get there for a long hot bath which may or may not help?
And lastly:
How should I react to my mother's words? I was confused, completely baffled and really, really upset by them. Should I not be?
Anyway, I just want some thoughts on this. Thank you guys for reading.