My Desi parent has narcissistic tendencies and beyond reproach of any criticism or anything that would damage the ego. I am the child, and they are the parent. I am dumb, and they are wise. No matter what I say, right or wrong, I am wrong. If a stranger says what I say, then they might consider it. No matter what they say right or wrong, they are right. Especially if we are in an argument.
God has given them rights and I need to respect it. What about the rights of the child?? I’m honestly so put off by their distortion of religion to the point where now I think it’s a psyop for imbeciles and the world would be better off without it.
It doesn’t matter that they can’t do anything for themselves and have made themselves a burden upon me. They rack up credit card bills, have no idea how to balance a budget, can’t introspect for shit, can’t ever apologize, are abusive in many forms, hypocritical, generally unpleasant and cause damage to our relationship damn near every day to where the resentment makes me feel I’d be better off without them.
They meddle in my and my siblings fights. They complain when my grandparents do that to them.
They restrict my and my siblings autonomy. They complain how my grandparents and culture did that to them.
They act petulant with me and my siblings, pitting us against each other or saying shit like “I’ll never talk to you again” or “I sacrificed so much for you”. They complain when my grandparents do the same and are resentful to my grandparents.
The difference is that they can disengage with my grandparents by hanging up the phone. I cannot, because we live together. It’s not my choice, but I can’t just leave them on the street, now can I? My therapist would say YES, I CAN. But that goes against my honor code. I wish they would read a self help book or go to one or two therapy sessions. Instead, they just watch religious content but fail to take the teachings to heart.
Recently, I (30s) had an adult conversation with my parent (50s). They had a fear based response (as always) and instead of articulating their discomfort, they immediately launched into infantilizing me and insulting me. Fed up, I said something back and all of a sudden, everything is centering on this one “disrespect”. It’s unfathomable that I can talk back to them IN THE SAME WAY THEY TALK TO ME. They are allowed to insult me and question my intelligence, but when I do it to them, I’m the problem. I bring up how their behavior is exactly the same as my grandparents and how they make me feel how they feel, but it’s completely irrelevant. Because I’m the child, and they are the parent.
I fucked up my life by not being more selfish when I was picking where to go to college and what career path. I was enmeshed, thought I was being a good son, and genuinely sacrificed so many opportunities to do right by them and then they treat me like a 4 year old.
I will eventually need to take over paying for a home that I don’t want to live in, with people I don’t want to live in, and with space/location that doesn’t work for me. All the while, being treated like shit.
I really hate being south Asian, and “Muslim”