I say Tfella yesterday, and we talked about my trip home to my fam. I told him that it was pretty much awesome, because unlike the time I'd gone home and my dad was just sitting and staring and drooling and I felt guilty 'cause I was happier, *deep breath, long sentence*, _this time_ I felt better about how he was acting because he couldn't seem to get mad, and was not just sitting and drooling. The meds his psychiatrist has him on just... won't let him stay mad. It's pretty much awesome, from my (only slightly guilty) perspective.
My dad was still horrendously inappropriate and weird, of course. My in-the-German-army German cousin had come into town for the funeral, and my dad joked about swatiskas and Nazis and Gestapo for a while (to Cousin's face), gone off on tangents, told ridiculous stories that don't actually match what happened at _all_ (example: dangerous situation story #12. He mixes up who's in danger: it was actually my mom who was nearly killed, he says it was him). And he was lying up a storm, of course - kid-like lying. (Example: Mom: "Did you take the money that was in the envelope on the table?" Him: "No." Three days later: "Is this an envelope stuffed with money on your desk?" Him: "Yes." "Did you take it off the table three days ago?" Him: "Um, yes. I ... I wanted to make sure there was enough money to, like, pay bills [unrealistic, money was dead aunt's]." Us: (silent, but inside: !(%)(#&*$#_)(*#&$#)*&*(#@$*)(!!!!!!!" )
So My Tfella said, after I finished a few of these tidbits - "You know your dad is crazy, right?" *world stops turning on its axis* Me: "Um, what? I... I don't understand." Tfella: "Crazy, loony, loopy, out-to-lunch, checked out, not in the game, psychotic, insane." Me: "Um... *thinking, dude, can you really say that?* "Really?" Tfella: "Well, it's not an official diagnosis, but...yeah. And I'm not disrespecting your dad or anything. I just want to make sure we're on the same page." Me: *flabbergasted silence* Tfella: "Like, he's not in connection with reality, he's not sure what's going on, he confuses himself with other people, he's psychotic, he has reactions that seem to have nothing to do with what's going on..." Me: "Oh, yeah. That. Sure!"
Can Ts really _say_ those things? I mean... I thought that they're not supposed to take sides and stuff, right? And I suppose acknowledging that someone isn't in connection with the real isn't _exactly_ a side... I'm all confuzzled.
Anybody have a similar Thing? Or...something?
*Disclaimer* My Tfella does not actually say, "Like."