We had a fight back in January. She has since left. Now she's back and I can see her wound hasn't healed yet. She re-opened mine. At each opportunity when we're the only ones in the kitchen, she will whisper (rather pathetically, I can still hear clearly) hurtful words about me. You have no idea how hurtful those words are. She always calls me a kid. Idk what's with her and being disrespectful by calling others by nouns. Like our dog, Sanford. That hag always calls him "doggy". She's too reluctant to call our dog by its name, even though we get the dog's attention by its name right in front of her! The worst thing is, my parents are siding with her. That old woman may look innocent and sad on the outside but she has a burning fire on the inside fueled by hatred. Btw, she hates Americans too. She even refuses to speak English even though she's been here since the 1990s. She always has to drag my mom around as a translator.
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Hard_2_Get said:
that's ridiculous. i'm sorry you have to put up with that.
cybil said:
just ask her once -- grandma, why do you seem not to like the US or anyone in it? you may hear an ugly story from her past
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