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[palominocorn]

A fun (/s) way in which my parents and siblings abused me was by nitpicking everything I said.

So if I complained "ugh, it's freezing outside" they would check the temperature, and if it was actually 2 °C they would yell at me for being wrong and lying to them and why was I such a horrible idiot and liar?

I'm not sure what their intent was, but the end result was that I don't speak to them and also I tend to overexplain. "It's freezing, okay, I don't know that it's actually freezing, but it feels extremely cold and the puddles outside are all frozen so I guess it has to be freezing."

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[yvannairie]

Likewise. I appreciate the sympathy and I'm glad me and mom have managed to reform that relationship. I'd say I'd wish you the same but like frankly I Do Not -- in fact, I'm kinda at "fistfight Mino's entire extended family" -- so I'm sparing my vibes for positive future relationships for you instead.

[palominocorn]

My extended family does have several perfectly decent people I have cordial relationships with (my mother's two siblings, their kids, and their kids). They don't come up much because "I had a nice conversation with my cousin about knitting and food, then my nephew came to the call and asked me a million questions about the US" isn't something I feel the need to talk about.

[yvannairie]

Oh, that's actually super relieving to hear. I don't talk to any of my family on any side, pretty much, except occasionally my queer cousin, and that's so she knows she's not alone.