I'm NOT going and she can't make me...right? UPDATE
So my parents were planning on going up to my Grandfathers house for the weekend because of the long holiday. I have made some mistakes in my life and it seems like when I go up there people seem to think I'm deaf and all they do is talk bad about me when they think I can't hear them. Christmas was terrible and I felt like I wasn't welcome there and I felt uncomfortable. So, earlier this week I asked my mom if I HAD to go and she said "no, but can I still take the kids?" Absolutely. My grandfather loves them and would be heartbroken to not see them. My best friend was standing there when I asked, so she moved some shifts around this weekend so that we could hang out. I also made dinner plans with a friend from highschool and her family for Saturday night. Well, last night my mother decides to tell me that I HAVE to go and I do NOT have a choice.
So here's my problem. I live in their home (it's just easier this way until my DF gets out of the military in September) but I pay rent. My friend is irritated because she actually lost a few hours of work by switching these shifts around and the girl she switched with has already made plans revolving around that change of scheduling. Me? I don't want to go because I don't feel like spending a whole weekend in a home in which I am not wanted and do not feel comfortable and my mom will not let me take my own car so I can come home early if I so choose. My friend thinks that because I am an adult I should be able to just tell my mom that I'm not going and I shouldn't have to "ask" permission as to what I can and cannot do, seeing as how I am 24 years old. I feel like if I tell my mother "no"...well I'm not sure what will happen. I feel that I should still have to do everything she tells me to, because even though I pay her rent each month, I still live in her home. She says it's because they are going to be laying flowers on my grandmothers grave. What irritates me is I know for a fact that if I still lived up there, no one would call me to invite me to lay flowers on her grave, so why should I suddenly be MADE to go? So who is right? Me or my friend?
So I sat mom down and told her that I wasn't going and I saw a side to my dad that I have never seen! I am now a selfish little bitch and a chicken shit and need to learn to face my mistakes. No, see I have faced my mistakes but other people just won't let them go. And how am I a chicken shit? Just because I don't want to be somewhere where I don't feel comfortable or welcome? Ugh, it went over like a ton of bricks.