confrontation #1
Apr. 11th, 2024 09:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I say it's #1 because they will no doubt be more. Mark my words. No really, mark it down on your calendars that this is the day, 11 April of 2024, where Confrontation #1 happened, and both H and myself called Egg out on her shit.
we literally just returned from the store and when we got inside Serena beelined upstairs. D, who had been fronting whilst doing the shop, switched out for H, because D wasn't going to deal with Egg's shit today (and I can't blame him!) and H is surprisingly calm.
"You mean Serena just abandoned you downstairs?"
She was at the top of the stairs. She didn't want to interact with Egg. Considering how Egg thought of Serena, I don't think she would've been talked to anyway lol
Egg decided she wanted to have a conversation with us:
soooooo yeah this confrontation has been brewing for a month and the thunder fucking CRACKED.
I told her with my full fucking chest that I didn't appreciate her comments about my wife and how she was, in fact, allowed to say "no" to helping Egg out.
Grief absolutely does affect a person and, dare I say, changes them permanently. My wife is not the same person she was before Eileen died and she won't be. There is the pre-Eileen-dying Serena and the post-Eileen-dying Serena and the post death Serena is the one we're going to have for the remainder of time. which you'd think Egg would know since she lost her husband, her parents, and her brother. but the only way you can understand grief is by having compassion and guess what narcissists don't have? yeah, that!
I also said my wife is the best thing to ever happen to me, which is true. my wife is my best friend. she started out as some rando on a Gundam Wing Discord server started by a mutual friend and became my best friend—and I married her. I was yelling. I was halfway to full fucking Jersey Italian Screaming (I'm not Italian but New Jersey basically is so that's now Jersey culture) because of how pissed I was. The accent was coming out and everything, fuck. I fucking let her have everything that's been building up for over a month. Like I literally bodychecked H out of the front and went, "I got this."
Egg was speechless (derogatory).
H was speechless (positive).
Serena was beaming with pride!
like don't try and justify your hatred of these kids, Egg. you and most of your generation are what's wrong with this world.
don't try and justify your hatred of my wife to me all "I don't understand why she wouldn't just help me" because no one is entitled to getting help from anyone we are all born on this rock flying around the sun at millions of miles an hour helpless and we are going to die helpless and in between we all struggle, okay? no one is guaranteed help. sometimes you gotta do it yourself. take the initiative. fuck. no one is obligated to help another goddamn soul on this cursed rock. because you wanna know something?
it's not like you're gonna help anyone else.
I could literally feel the figurative chains Egg had me bound in break as I made my name so goddamn proud of me.
we literally just returned from the store and when we got inside Serena beelined upstairs. D, who had been fronting whilst doing the shop, switched out for H, because D wasn't going to deal with Egg's shit today (and I can't blame him!) and H is surprisingly calm.
"You mean Serena just abandoned you downstairs?"
She was at the top of the stairs. She didn't want to interact with Egg. Considering how Egg thought of Serena, I don't think she would've been talked to anyway lol
Egg decided she wanted to have a conversation with us:
Egg: So I made an eye doctor appointment with a new doctor. Dr Stamm is retiring and that's on...the 29th... And I would like you to come with me.
H: [deadpan] Why?
Egg: You know, for moral support! You know, I'm having problems walking, and and and—
H: [still deadpan] It's just a routine eye exam. You don't need "moral support" for that.
Egg: [dismissive] Well anyway... There's something else I want to talk to you about.
H: [still—you guessed it!—deadpan] Yeah?
Egg: I had a visit from a cop earlier.
H: [just assume he's deadpan unless I say otherwise] Yeah, I'm aware.
Egg: What was that all about?
H: You've said some concerning things while we were away. About wanting to stab the neighbours.
Egg: I never said anything like that!
H: You said, "I want to stab her to death. Stab. Her. To. Death."
Egg: Stab who to death?
H: [deadpan and matter of fact] Shannon.
Egg: But I never said anything like that!
K: [pushes H out of the front, this is my fight] yes you absolutely did, I have it on recording that I can pull if you want to hear it for yourself.
soooooo yeah this confrontation has been brewing for a month and the thunder fucking CRACKED.
I told her with my full fucking chest that I didn't appreciate her comments about my wife and how she was, in fact, allowed to say "no" to helping Egg out.
Grief absolutely does affect a person and, dare I say, changes them permanently. My wife is not the same person she was before Eileen died and she won't be. There is the pre-Eileen-dying Serena and the post-Eileen-dying Serena and the post death Serena is the one we're going to have for the remainder of time. which you'd think Egg would know since she lost her husband, her parents, and her brother. but the only way you can understand grief is by having compassion and guess what narcissists don't have? yeah, that!
I also said my wife is the best thing to ever happen to me, which is true. my wife is my best friend. she started out as some rando on a Gundam Wing Discord server started by a mutual friend and became my best friend—and I married her. I was yelling. I was halfway to full fucking Jersey Italian Screaming (I'm not Italian but New Jersey basically is so that's now Jersey culture) because of how pissed I was. The accent was coming out and everything, fuck. I fucking let her have everything that's been building up for over a month. Like I literally bodychecked H out of the front and went, "I got this."
Egg was speechless (derogatory).
H was speechless (positive).
Serena was beaming with pride!
like don't try and justify your hatred of these kids, Egg. you and most of your generation are what's wrong with this world.
don't try and justify your hatred of my wife to me all "I don't understand why she wouldn't just help me" because no one is entitled to getting help from anyone we are all born on this rock flying around the sun at millions of miles an hour helpless and we are going to die helpless and in between we all struggle, okay? no one is guaranteed help. sometimes you gotta do it yourself. take the initiative. fuck. no one is obligated to help another goddamn soul on this cursed rock. because you wanna know something?
it's not like you're gonna help anyone else.
I could literally feel the figurative chains Egg had me bound in break as I made my name so goddamn proud of me.