Just venting…

Last year my partners mother stayed at our house for a long time (months). I felt constantly judged when I was around her, so I started to become reclusive. She started judging that too. I ended up falling into depression because I felt trapped in my own home.

The day before she left, she told me she hopes I find Jesus.

It took all my willpower not to snap.

Oh boy, I sure do love the colloquialization of language and how those who were raised on a monostatic definition get upset about their favourite words becoming dynamic.