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Obnoxious Relatives/Advice?

 
 
seamonkey
15:46 / 16.03.02
I'm not in the habit of asking for advice or sounding whiny for that matter, but I've got a perplexing problem which some of you might be able to help me with:

I've got several relatives who simply don't know how to mind their own business. Its really starting to get on my nerves now and setting "boundaries" with them isn't working. Fortunately, I live far enough away from them that they can't pester me in person, but its still a problem. By problem I mean a constant, never-ending barrage of criticism as to my "lifestyle". Since I don't lead a suburban, 9-5 existence with a house, wife, kids, and a "Career" (whatever the fuck that is in this day and age), then there must be something "wrong" with me.

I'm in my early 30's, single (at present), have a studio apartment, work at a locally-owned upscale restaraunt as a (fill in the blank, since I'm a jack-of-all trades there). I have a degree in communications, which means I can't find a job in my field and still have college loans to pay off. My family seems to think I'm leading some sort of wild bohemian existence (I WISH!) and am lacking in goals and ambition, have no direction, need to "settle down", etc.

I have repeatedly told them that I'm fine, I don't lack for anything, I'm happy (for the most part) for the time being, and that the career options that they think exist are simply not a reality out here; ie. there aren't any "entry-level" jobs as such. They seem to be stuck living in a 50's mindset or something. First of all, the recession hit this area pretty hard, and people are still being laid off in droves...at least I have regular work. Second, the kind of companies they're thinking of (white collar office jobs) use temp agencies for damn near everything. I've temped for years, it sucked, and I wanted out. (At least I have insurance where I'm at.) And third, my ambitions do not entail climbing a corporate ladder or desiring to make $60,000+ a year, which of course means I'm "weird". Writing and art (which I am interested in) are a "waste of time" in their view. Add to that the fact that I'm not married, and now they think I must be gay as well, not that that's any of their business either.

As I've said, setting boundaries with them doesn't work. Family gatherings are awkward and horrible, so I tend to avoid them. And they are constantly "prying" by interrogating the few relatives who I am on good terms with as to what I'm up to. It just never ends. I've changed my phone number as a result of their bs, but that only seems to egg them on.
Anyone else have similar experiences with family members and if so, how did you handle them?
 
 
alas
16:19 / 16.03.02
I AM ONE OF THOSE RELATIVES.

now, sit up straight, and eat your vegetables. how dare you deprive me of grandchildren...

(bwa ha ha)
 
 
Margin Walker
16:20 / 16.03.02
Christ almighty, are you my doppleganger? Your post is almost a word-for-word desciption of my life right now (even down to the same major). Which means I can't really give you any advice, seeing as I'm kind of in the same bind. Sorry I can't be of more help....
 
 
Tezcatlipoca
16:28 / 16.03.02
Hi, this is Tezcatlipoka's partner. I'm using his account due to the signup problems.

What can I say? You could move to another part of the world (or convince them that you have), but I will guarantee that they will find out where you live or you'll make one little call and they've got you logged. So my suggestion is to basically ignore it. They are just measuring you by their socal values which have changed in the past decade. Just remember they are doing it because they care, and everyone loves to know what the scapegoat/blacksheep is doing so they feel good about themselves. Basically you either lose all contact with all of them or you bite the bullet and live up to their expectations. And hey, if everything else doesn't go as planned, the Foreign Legion still accept applicants...
 
 
Utopia
18:57 / 16.03.02
you can always make up a husband/wife/partner, job, income, fake some photos of you in cancun with your sweet little honey...THEN COMES THE CAR CRASH. a weepy phone call to your relatives describing how you *barely* survived an event that sent lovey-dovey through the windsheld and down the street will quickly turn their attention from your current career chioces etc and maybe they'll start thinking more about your feelings. then again, maybe they'll suggest you seek therapy. i don't know, but i've seen plenty of sitcoms in my life and this ALWAYS WORKS!
 
 
netbanshee
22:27 / 16.03.02
...just got over a similar sit-in by the parents from the beginning of the weekend. Seems to them that all is wrong and that since performance over time has been not up to standards, it's time to roll in the heavily artillery = barrage of concern manifested in making yours truly a mental wreck. Boy, some people need to be coached in how to help others...but then again, love does come in many forms...

Honestly, there's no way to avoid it with light treatment. Now I'm trying to piece together a "fun" night so that the new rush of anxiety has a good place to die. I recommend the same. ...maybe get caller ID and a largesse, rough-voiced man to answer your phone?
 
 
seamonkey
15:19 / 18.03.02
Thanks for the humour and empathy, I do appreciate it. I sometimes suppose the family problems are related to that whole "pecking order" thing that Howard Bloom talks about... Whatever. I could theorize 'til I'm old and grey and it still doesn't change anything.

Thing is, communication as a whole is really skewed with regards to my relations. If I just agree with them to get them off my back, then I'm merely "telling them what they want to hear." OK, fine. So I tell them how I really think and feel and then they don't want to hear it, it becomes "how dare you think that way"...Its really become an exercise in patience, if not anything else.

I suppose I could always join a cult (of my own devising of course).
 
  
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