I don’t know about others, but my father has always terrified me. Even as a full grown grandmom, he still scares me. I live in his house and he is my father and I am the daughter. The dynamic is still there on both of our parts. He tells me what to do as if I am still a little child and since he is always confused and forgets I get the same sermon time after time. Now I can’t blame the man completely since he is 83 years old, but still it aggravates the hell out of me. Getting mad at him and yelling back does nothing because he forgets it.
Now one that is really getting on my nerves is the fact that I have sensitive eyes and can’t read in bright light. It was the same way when I was a child. I understand this is part of the Fibromyalgia. All my childhood I got yelled at for not putting on enough light in his eyes.
Now I get nastily, “You know you can put that light on. I shouldn’t have to tell you.”
I tell him, “Dad it is just enough light for me, my eyes are sensitive to bright light and hurt.”
Now sometimes he doesn’t even REMIND me he just turns the light on high.
We do this game over and over again. I finally stopped reading downstairs where he is because I was about to go ballistic on him.