Basically my family and I have a couple who are our very good friends, hell the husband is our sperm donor for our baby. They are loaded, like he has a trust fund. I only say this to set that: they paid for the airbnb we stayed in which was in Newport and not far from the beach so it was not cheap

the agreement was that I would cook and that food was our contribution.

The wife HAD to go with us because she HAD to be in control of almost every aspect

She said it was "just in case we needed more money" or something......there were three of us pooling our funds together

we did not in fact need her money

that was just the beginning and while it was still appreciated I was a little irritated because I like to be independent and cooking/food stuff I don't need someone to hold my hand.

Normally my wife does the shopping because i get super anxiety in grocery stores but I went along since I was going to be cooking.

That was mild, a blip, but it was the start

The rest of the week she would nitpick EVERYTHING, complain about how us younger(the youngest of us in their mid to late twenties at least) people were doing things. Down to how they brought the huge ass cooler full of food up a flight of stairs.

The first morning there four of them went to the store, my wife, the friends husband, and myself stayed home while my best friend was passed out still. I made myself a bacon and egg sandwich and asked the ones there and awake if they wanted anything and they both said no.

Cut to ten minutes after I finish my sandwich and the group who went to the store get home and she complains that I didn't make bacon for everyone, including the four who went to the store....who I didn't know how long they'd be gone for.

I responded with my usual teasing 'get rekt, make your own' but literally everyone who knows me knows if you ask me to make you something I will. Food is my love language. The only way I will say no is if I am literally out of spoons

she proceeded to complain and pick and keep talking about how I should have made bacon for them too. Because SHE wanted some. No one else who came back said a word about it.

No one

Then I went to grab something out of a box and she kept trying to control how I was looking for things....in the plastic tub where I could see the thing I needed

I snipped because I was irritated and she had already pushed my nerves in the recent like five minutes.

She proceeded to tell me that she didn't appreciate the way I was talking to her when she was "just trying to help" and then that she now had to go throw up because confrontation made her nauseous. Which btw is bullshit because her and her husband fight non fucking stop

I silently went down stairs to my room and cried

CW FOR SUICIDAL THOUGHTS

I cried so hard in my room and ended up looking up if there was a lethal dosage of my bipolar meds because I was so fucking low at the thought that I made a friend so upset they felt like they had to throw up

I then had to remind myself of everything else I had to live for including a BABY ON THE WAY

END OF SUICIDAL TALK

After that it was like I could not do anything right.

I didn't ride with them in the car at all, when we played dnd was the only time I didn't feel like I could be attacked at any moment

well that and when my friends and I would go out and smoke on the porch.

I'm pretty sure pot is what kept me from strangling her all week

It was so bad my wife snapped multiple times. I had all of my friends letting me know that no, I was not in the wrong. That my reactions were maybe harsh and a little out of line but all valid with how she was picking at me

The morning of the final day she sat on her ass while all of us(except my severely disabled mother in law with spinal arthritis) proceeded to carry EVERYTHING from the kitchen back down the stairs and loaded up both cars.

When she tried to start directing my wife on how to pack things, my wife snapped because she was already at her wits end.

She threw a fit and stormed off to go look at the beach

while we were forced to finish loading up the cars alone. Her husband came back when all we had to pack was her mobility scooter onto the back of the van. SHe is disabled but can obvious walk around seeing as she walked all the way to a lookout spot to watch the waves while her friends that she basically treated like the help all week packed up her stuff

anyways, her husband came back while we were figuring the straps and I said to him "Yeah we just need to do this and could use some help since we don't know where to put the straps"

he walked away

WALKED AWAY

so we just did it as best as we could and then waited for them to get back. When they did she changed one of the straps and then got into the car. No other words about it.

The trip home was fine, I listened to music most of the way and caught up on TMP

then we got home and started to unpack. She made a single comment about how the scooter wasn't fully secured the whole way

I started to talk to her like an adult and civilly and she stormed off talking about how "everything was her fault" when what I said was that if she or her husband who had been there would have showed us how then it would have been more secure

She sits there like "no you aren't talking to me respectfully you're yelling at me because it's all my fault" basically throwing a pity party and then as I try to talk her down

she closes the back of the van in my face and locks herself up in the van

I snapped

I screamed and yelled and let it out. I told her she didn't get to do that since we had to get my mother in law's -WHO AGAIN HAS SPINAL ARTHRITIS AND CAN'T WALK MORE THAN SEVEN FEET TO THE FRIDGE WITHOUT GETTING WINDED- scooter out of the back of her van. When she didn't open it I rather ruthlessly called her a selfish bitch

and stormed inside where I proceeded to have a severe break down sobbing and talking with my wife and mother in law and was reassured that I was not crazy that they saw it too and they weren't happy with her either

my wife is furious with her

the cherry on top: she still took me to the dmv and paid for my ID and is still talking about going to New York this October for NYCCC and I am baffled, because apparently it's "water under the bridge"

I told her I didn't want her paying for someone who just called her a selfish bitch...........and that was what I got

I'm still reeling but I had to get it typed out orz

Geeeeez

oh good lord I would've lost my mind. A vacation from the vacation definitely sounds in order.

honestly