This scene was at dinner. My mother, father, and I were eating a nicely cooked brisket, not to dry. We were complimenting Dad on his fine cooking skills when he made a vulgar joke. I comment on the fact that this joke is crude and
inappropriate with my mother agreeing. He completely lashes out at me and starts yelling about how I am an idiot and stupid for getting excited about a movie and prancing around about it. (This movie was supposedly very good and I was anticipating watching it, who wouldn't be excited?) He was making no sense at some points. I believe he acted cruel to defend himself against my mother and me but he is the parent and supposed to handle these situations differently. The same man that preaches to me about how I should act my age is making immature jokes and blowing a fuse at a comment. This is a man that is supposed to be my role model and hero. This whole situation begged the question, how do I respect a man that does nothing for me to respect?
This is quite a heavy post for it being my first. Trust me when I say this blog will not be all cloudy skies but that this is what had just happened when I decided to create the blog. The blog will be a variey of things both sad and happy (mostly happy) alike.
