Keyboard Warrior
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- Joined
- Sep 19, 2018
Yeah, that interaction with her mom. YIKES. I think her behavior has been enabled and normalized in her family for years now, but this situation demanded some ability to READ A FUCKING ROOM and she failed miserably. First of all, I can't imagine being comfortable enough at a relative's house (caring for an ill family member, no less) and acting this juvenile. Publicly broadcasting inside their residence, having no consideration for her volume level and crassness at that hour of the day, and making no concerted effort to do anything that doesn't FIRST address Chantal's needs: food and attention.
This is the kind of situation where life calls on you to put your Tent-Sized Big Girl Panties on, and recognize that you're not the center of the Universe. Your grandparent is dying, your mom is clearly exhausted and struggling, and you've decided at 36 that the most pressing thing to do in the moment is 'clap back' at internet strangers. Loudly. Obnoxiously. While people are trying to sleep.
Wow.
It's not just arrested development with Chantal. This is really something more akin to sociopathy. Her shallow range of emotion extends to only 3 states: the state of craving whatever her addict brains wants RIGHT NOW, a seething hatred for society and it's restrictive norms, and giddy amusement at the noises and smells her body produces.
She's supremely lacking in consideration, and it's super cringe (and aggravating) to watch. Reminds me of that St. Patty's party, but worse because this involves a moment of crisis in her own family.
If she really wanted to 'help,' she should have stayed home. Guarantee her mere presence there only added to the difficulty of the situation. I mean, it's understood that she can't do much physically to help, but she could be a shoulder for her mom to lean on and help her navigate an emotionally-trying time.
She's 36, guys! 36! And Mommy has to tell her to turn the cartoons off and go clean her room (basically). At 36, you should have some grasp of what's important in life and where your energy is better served. The fact that she doesn't speaks volumes.
This is the kind of situation where life calls on you to put your Tent-Sized Big Girl Panties on, and recognize that you're not the center of the Universe. Your grandparent is dying, your mom is clearly exhausted and struggling, and you've decided at 36 that the most pressing thing to do in the moment is 'clap back' at internet strangers. Loudly. Obnoxiously. While people are trying to sleep.
Wow.

It's not just arrested development with Chantal. This is really something more akin to sociopathy. Her shallow range of emotion extends to only 3 states: the state of craving whatever her addict brains wants RIGHT NOW, a seething hatred for society and it's restrictive norms, and giddy amusement at the noises and smells her body produces.
She's supremely lacking in consideration, and it's super cringe (and aggravating) to watch. Reminds me of that St. Patty's party, but worse because this involves a moment of crisis in her own family.
If she really wanted to 'help,' she should have stayed home. Guarantee her mere presence there only added to the difficulty of the situation. I mean, it's understood that she can't do much physically to help, but she could be a shoulder for her mom to lean on and help her navigate an emotionally-trying time.
She's 36, guys! 36! And Mommy has to tell her to turn the cartoons off and go clean her room (basically). At 36, you should have some grasp of what's important in life and where your energy is better served. The fact that she doesn't speaks volumes.