Erm, today . . . not so much. : /
Why do people seem to clash so much at Christmas (or other holidays)? And when I say "people," I mean M and me.
M is applying for a summer internship in Sydney. The last thing she needs to do to complete her application is answer an essay question about examples of when she has exhibited maturity, responsibility, and good communication skills, as well as cite an example of how she has dealt with frustration. M does not like to write. I am more than happy to read over what she writes and make suggestions or point out grammar and spelling errors, but I will not write something for her, especially not something that is supposed to be a personal description of situations in her life.
Thankfully, M didn't ask me to write her essay, but she was very put out with me that I wasn't willing to be more involved with the idea-gathering process. I made a few suggestions (that she rejected) and then she seemed put out when I went back to working on addressing Christmas cards.
Apparently M decided to write about apartment living. She mentioned something about how important communication was now that she was living with three people instead of just one roommate (like her past two years in the dorms).
I should have kept my mouth shut, but I didn't. Instead I said, "Except you don't have good communication." I was remembering all of the conversations M and I have had about how she feels her apartment-mates take advantage of the fact that she likes to cook and bake and can't stand a dirty kitchen or an overflowing garbage can. M has complained over and over about feeling left out and used by these three girls who are supposedly her friends. When I suggest that she talk with them about what's happening, she refuses. And when I'm critical of these girls who exclude her and make her cry, she defends them and gets angry with me for saying anything against them.
I don't know what to do and I wish that this issue didn't come up less than a week before Christmas. : /
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