Sometimes, our own family members may drive us absolutely crazy. Whether it’s their quirky habits, constant meddling, or outlandish ideas, they can turn the simplest of days into a whirlwind of chaos. Here are stories from our readers who shared their “pain” with us.

Story 1

My mom calls me every day at 7 AM to make sure I’m awake. One morning, she called and didn’t say anything, just breathing heavily. Concerned, I rushed over to her house, fearing something was wrong.

When I arrived, I found her sitting on the couch with a defeated look, surrounded by empty coffee cups and a tangle of craft supplies. I asked what happened, and she sighed, “I just needed to get your attention.”

Story 2

Six months ago, my cousin moved in temporarily due to “job issues” and never left. He’s still here, and his complaints are endless. He says my couch is “too firm” and the Wi-Fi is “slower than dial-up,” while leaving a mess and demanding extra blankets for his nightly “chilly drafts,” even in summer.

Things took a ridiculous turn when a package arrived for Mark—a “Personal Comfort Kit” with a heated blanket, Wi-Fi booster, and ergonomic pillow, all sent by his mom to address his grievances. When I asked him about it, he just shrugged and said, “Mom wants me to stay as long as I need!”

Now, my living room looks like a luxury lounge thanks to Mark’s mom, and I can’t help but laugh at how my temporary guest turned into a permanent resident with the ultimate comfort setup.

Story 3

My dad has a knack for turning every decision into a deep philosophical debate. When I told him I was switching from mint to cinnamon toothpaste, he launched into a discussion about how it symbolized a profound shift in my personal philosophy. When I mentioned a job offer, he turned it into a “life-altering” choice, complete with a dramatic PowerPoint presentation on the ethics of career decisions.

One day, my mom handed me a letter from a career coach my dad secretly hired to “help me with my existential dilemmas.” The letter ended with a note that read, “P.S. – Dad still thinks mint is better.”

So now, with a career coach and mint toothpaste, I’m prepared for Dad’s next philosophical adventure: analyzing my choice of vacation spots!