I got so angry tonight. I completely blew up at both my brothers. It was my fault, I let this crap build up all day and I just have no patience left. I was patient with my transphobic family member tonight, patient every time...at least 10 per day...where my brothers make fun of my voice and/or facial expressions, patient when he kept saying 'let's sell the hamster!' Finally lost it when someone took my laundry out of the drier, threw it to the other end of the laundry room (literally), only to dry two dirty ass towels so they could be used again.
So lessons learned: I let work build up again, that was bad. I need to discuss boundaries with my transphobic grandmother. I need to stop being patient when I'm made fun of and tell them it's getting old. As for the laundry, let's just hope it never happens again.
