Hi,
OK, I am not one to ask for online support and I don't have enough people in my real life who can help, so I guess this was a last resort option so ermm, not sure if it will do any good. As the title suggests, how do we deal with parents who are so
bad (note:
not evil!) who continually make our lives more of a struggle than it already is?
I am an apostate and like most here, I haven't told anyone and I wouldnt dare. Everytime the conversation turns to Islam, we have to have a "family chat" (and there are 8 of us altogether) which means we're all in the same room hearing the same shit for a good half an hour. So much crap comes out my ears feel like they hurt. My mind is
desperate just to tell them "I'm not a Muslim anymore, ha! So piss off and stop talking so much crap and just live your lives with the friggin' freedom and human rights someone else fought over for you!". But obviously I can't.
Just to make things worse my parents are also autocratic and narcissistic. My Dad is generally more autocratic constantly,
CONSTANTLY, trying to make me more "manly" by always repeating his suggestions to do karate or weight training or to be on the alert and ready to fight anyone and to protect my female siblings, etc. etc. They're not damsels in distress! They can handle themselves probably more than me.
I am so sick of him lecturing me more and more and more. I am an adult male but to him I must be Superman or else I am a failure. He is an Ultra-Orthodox man and conservative culturally and so there is no budging him on anything. You don't talk to him, you listen. You dont question, you remain subservient.
My Mom is just the same, but sadly she is totally uneducated so when she suggests things, I am seething in anger, how can someone with
no education tell someone what to do? Shes gives jobs advice, mortgage advice, financial advice, life advice and none of it actually holds up to any scrutiny but she doesn't care because she
automatically believes everything she says
must be right. Gaah!!!!
She has such destructively narcissistic tendencies that I have no longer any really relationship with her. I am polite and reasonable and no more or no less
I am starting to feel desperately isolated in my family, glum but not quite depressed and utterly hopeless. My golden rules are the three keeps; keep quiet, keep your head down and keep busy. I am in my second year of Uni and have one more Semester to go before Summer holidays kick in. I know in my third year I have a big dissertation and that should hopefully keep them off my back for a while but I am scared about whether I can even make it till then. Sometimes I truly feel like I want to run away or just quietly lock the bedroom door and have a good weep.
Any advice?