RE: What to say to Grandma?
September 1, 2015 at 11:53 pm
(This post was last modified: September 1, 2015 at 11:55 pm by SteelCurtain.)
Seriously though, this is the route I choose with my parents/sister.
My relationship with them is more important than proving myself right, so when my sister posts ridiculous shit on Facebook, I let it go. When my mom says dumb shit about how she loves Ted Cruz/Marco Rubio, I let it go.
I have my boundaries, and I will defend them. They all know that if they don't want to have a serious conversation about why their beliefs are stupid, don't proselytize. I laid that out there years ago. Preemptively. We can have a genial conversation, asking questions, etc. As soon as it gets preachy, we're gonna get real. They tested those waters a couple of times and found them too warm.
The only other thing that will bring out my claws is when I am talking about an accomplishment and (generally my mother) will say something along the lines of "Praise God!" Nope, uh uh, not gonna fucking happen. I worked hard for that shit, my sacrifice, my effort, my diligence made that happen, and you don't get to tell me it was all Jesus. FUCK that. Mom tried that shit when I posted my Final grade for a summer course I was taking most recently. Like she forgot.
Draw your lines preemptively and leave that particular ball in their court.
My relationship with them is more important than proving myself right, so when my sister posts ridiculous shit on Facebook, I let it go. When my mom says dumb shit about how she loves Ted Cruz/Marco Rubio, I let it go.
I have my boundaries, and I will defend them. They all know that if they don't want to have a serious conversation about why their beliefs are stupid, don't proselytize. I laid that out there years ago. Preemptively. We can have a genial conversation, asking questions, etc. As soon as it gets preachy, we're gonna get real. They tested those waters a couple of times and found them too warm.
The only other thing that will bring out my claws is when I am talking about an accomplishment and (generally my mother) will say something along the lines of "Praise God!" Nope, uh uh, not gonna fucking happen. I worked hard for that shit, my sacrifice, my effort, my diligence made that happen, and you don't get to tell me it was all Jesus. FUCK that. Mom tried that shit when I posted my Final grade for a summer course I was taking most recently. Like she forgot.
Draw your lines preemptively and leave that particular ball in their court.
"There remain four irreducible objections to religious faith: that it wholly misrepresents the origins of man and the cosmos, that because of this original error it manages to combine the maximum servility with the maximum of solipsism, that it is both the result and the cause of dangerous sexual repression, and that it is ultimately grounded on wish-thinking." ~Christopher Hitchens, god is not Great
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