THE CRITICAL HOUR

Unusually, this morning did not start off well. My husband and I had a brief exchange of words. Ordinarily, I just ignore his criticisms. Although, this has become the norm, for both my parents and my husband. I understand that, I am quite unusual and don't do things in a normal manner. Never-the-less, whatever the task, I always get it done. However, I have become quite sick of, them all telling me, what I'm doing wrong.

This is by no means healthy, for my self esteem. Actually, I have found that, my self esteem no longer exist. I have lived 36 years with, people telling me that, I don't measure up. I don't even like for the telephone to ring. I'm positive that, it's one of my parents calling me with, their daily interpretation of my imperfection. You would think that, this would be a wake up call of some sort for me. However, this happens so frequently that, I've become numb to all of their criticisms.

Since when did they all become the picture of perfection? I guessing that, since they are all so perfect that; this makes them an authority on the subject. How am I suppose to feel,living with a family full of flawless people? There are only two people in my family, who aren't this way. One of which, is my brother. The other is, my favorite Aunt. Both haved lived with, this same problem as myself. They understand, what it's like hearing this same broken record.

However, my brother has not only become numb to all of this treatment, it now falls on a deaf ear. I have decided that, I will nolonger take, judgemental phone calls. In other words, if you are not calling with something nice to say to me, then don't call me at all. I have also decided that, I will nolonger take this treatment from my husband. I plan on firing back at him with, one of his daily imperfections. I am hoping that, if I point out that, he's not so perfect all of the time; then he will stop doing this to me. Bye ya'll.