So the other day my dog jumped on my nephew and knocked him over. My mom got mad and yelled at him, and said I needed to handle it. I nodded. That was that. Or so I thought. My dad started screaming at the top of his lungs, saying for me to not ignore my mom. I am almost 32 years old, and I live here with them because they are both disabled and need my assistance.
I had enough!
again I am ALMOST 32 years old!!!
So as much as I hate to say this, I shouted back. I told them they willNOT speak to me like that again. That I am a grown ass woman, and they can speak to me with respect, or not at all. I do not usually do that. Normally I would roll my eyes, walk off, ignore them for days, outside of what they need for health. Not this time.
This time I stuck up for myself.