Maybe something is wrong with ME, but right now I really, really, really hate people! It happens with me from time to time, usually after I interact with somebody. You know, waiting in a queue, buying something, waiting at the doctor's...And I really, really, really hate this Israeli "my heart is on my sleeve" thing or, "I speak as I feel" or "we're all friends" etc...
Firstly, I hate the "concerned" mothers, aunts, grandmothers that think it is appropriate to remind me that "the pacifier is not good for your girl" (Maya loves her binky passionately and I AM NOT GOING TO DO ANYTHING ABOUT IT) and then give me their personal experiences concerning pacifiers and babies. I usually listen, with a dumb smile plastered on my face, and inside I scream :"Live me alone, you nosy bitch!". I hate when UNknown people give me advice about all sorts...What's wrong with them? They don't even know my name, let alone anything else about me, but they think...wait a minute, I don't have any idea WHAT do they think? That I'm going to throw into the bin all the pacifiers that I have at home because they said so????
O.K. Today I went to the post office, I took a number and sit patienly in line. When I reached the counter, the lady there send me to another one where they give you the parcels you came for. I went there, and, of course, some other person standing there (and having NO IDEA why I am at the counter) adressed me, saying she was there before me, blah, blah, blah...I tried to explain to her that I was sent there ...but at no avail. She continued her monologue and everybody in the post office started glaring and me and shaking their heads...I was so annoyed I didn't know how to get out quicker...
I have a neighbour and each time she sees me, she has to make some remark about Maya. No matter what, something is not right. Maya is too pale or too flushed, too thin ar too fat (well, this didn't happen, because Maya is usually thin or too thin), anyway, you got it...
I have an aquintance that keeps doing the same. Nothing that I do with Maya is right. Too much sun in the morning, the food I keep feeding her is not good (she doesn't approve of my system of freezing meals, says is not healthy) and she always says this annoying phares: "When my daughter was Maya's age, I used to... (do things better than me, that's the general meaning of what she says). Oh my God. And this can go on and on.
And I find myself frustrated and depressed, with my self-confidence below the sea level, asking myself what is wrong with me. Or with them?
Maybe I am a bad mother, maybe I am a bad person that doesn't keep her place in the queue. Please guys, leave me alone! Let me make my own mistakes and carry on with my life!
I found an excellent article in the Guardian. It is worth reading...
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2 comments:
OMG... I know exactly how it feels when something like this happens; simply because I have been through such situations myself, for example once my family and I were out eating in some local diner when a women out of nowhere came up to me to ask why am I not wearing my dupatta(a large piece of cloth women where over our dresses to cover ourselves)and I sat there speechless gawking at her, I couldn't even rebel or she would've started on respecting elders!!!
You get the idea! Well it is good to see someone raise a voice against it!!! Nice one over all!!!
Thank you, Kaibee!
I was so frustrated when I wrote the blog entry I just had to rant for a while...It is good when someone understands...
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