So tomorrow evening is the Christmas party for Chick-fil-A.. on a Sunday..
I was SUPER excited about going, more so than I think anyone else attending it... Cause I never ever get to see my Chick fil A buddies outside of work cause I'm grounded, or my mom just won't let me. (which, believe me, is frustrating being all belief). And I was gonna be able to spend time with all of them. At once. Laser tagging. For FREE. That's the best thing anyone could offer me.. Anyways, so my mom and dad had seemed pretty sure they were gonna let me go, and had asked me to find out what time is was at and stuff. When I got home from work today, I pulled a little flyer for it out of my pocket and gave it to my mom, without even looking at it she says, "Dad and I decided you can't go. We don't do things on Sunday" I dunno why this made me so upset, but I broke down into tears instantly..
You need some background to understand this fully.
Ahem. My little brother has been a complete ASS to everyone lately, and he still gets whatever he wants and always gets his way. My other little brother is just a special case. and gets his way and what he wants. Garrett, the only one I can actually bear to be around, and the only one who really gets me here, and stood up for me, is never home anymore. Ever. He's got better things to do than help out around here. Then there's me. I do my best to stay out of my parents' hair. I try to do things right. Yea I screw up a lot.. But I have to do things my way sometimes.. overall, I really just try to make things easier on my parents. I went out and found a job, (the best job ever :) only cause I didn't want to ask them for money anymore.. And now they keep trying to find reasons to make me quit.. I don't complain about dumb things, I don't throw fits when I can't watch any shows that I want, and I deal with the short end of the stick cause that's just what I get. Sometimes I can't take it though. Sometimes I overflow, but I never tell them why, I just tell them they don't treat me fairly.. I'm the only one who gets punished.. They try to punish my siblings.. but for some reason, that never ever ever works. Like I said, the boys always get their way.
I never ask for anything anymore, cause the answer is always no. Just because they CAN say no to me. Because I don't act like a complete spoiled brat when they do. I've never tried to run away for a stupid reason (aka. 'cami wouldnt let me use her laptop!!!' not even kidding. that is why mckay tried to run away last night.) I don't lock my mom out of her own room... I've never called my parents liars, or idiots. I try not to be selfish... I don't know!!! They've always told me 'well, life ISNT fair'... yet they try to make it fair for kids who dont.. really.. deserve it... :/
After that background, I come back to my topic... finally. When I was younger, if I tried to turn on the TV or started playing videogames or anything like that, I got in HUGE trouble. If I don't go to church I get grounded for the week. My brothers, ALL they do on sunday is play videogames, and watch TV. annnd i'm pretty sure neither of them have been to church in weeks. They can even go to a friend's if they get asked. Dude, I can't even go to a friend's if it's their birthday. I try not to ask my parents to make exceptions for me very often, cause they do so often for the other two, and the one time I've asked them to in probly over a year, they won't let me. And I've tried to explain to them how much this means to me.. and they still say no.
I can pretty much guarantee, if any of my other siblings had asked, my parents would have said yes. No questions asked.
I have to laugh at this. It's just so freaking ridiculous.
Doesn't help that my parents hate anyone I decided to call my friend..
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