“My name is Bennett and I ain’t in it.” That is my life’s mantra when it comes to confrontation.

I don’t like fights, arguments, beefs, grudges or passive aggressive comments. I instead employ a more mature approach, like calmly addressing issues when they first arise. Either that, or I suppress feelings for years until they reach meltdown-level severity. It’s just how I prefer to handle things.

Even when family or friends are involved in conflict, I try not to pick sides.  It’s safer and more politically correct to maintain a level of neutrality. I’m like Switzerland but with more melanin.

And for the most part, my family and friends have made my noninvolvement stance fairly easy, because they don’t do much fighting or bickering either, even though there’s plenty of room for conflict. My Thanksgiving table was occupied by homophobes, misogynists, and a wife from North Africa that some of us speculate is of the mail order variety so there is always the opportunity for controversy, or at least a snide remark, but we just choose not to take it. Instead we talk about each other behind our backs like adults.

So, as far as external conflict is concerned, my life has been pretty uneventful. Boring even. I just can’t stand drama.

But for the boyfriend’s family, drama is their lifeblood.

There are fist fights, lawsuits, blackmail, drug tests, threats of violence, court cases, and police involvement.  All of this impressively crammed into the span of less than a month.

And then there’s stuff that’s flat-out weird. Like when the boyfriend’s 60-year-old aunt inboxed all 900 of his Facebook friends for reasons we still aren’t completely sure of. Now if she really just wanted to say hello, she’d be creepy, but harmless. But, because she’s also bored and racist (one of humanity’s most dangerous combinations), she decided to single out the boyfriend’s black friends to accuse them of being drug dealers and welfare queens. And that’s just plain rude.

This poses a general problem for me because, with my being black and all, I generally don’t like racists. Yet there is the possibility that I will one day be legally bond to one, along with his other family members and their different variations of crazy. But, until then, it’s not my place to worry. It’s the boyfriend’s family, and the boyfriend’s aunt and the boyfriend’s responsibility to apologize to everyone that her crazy ass has offended. All I can do is rub his back, convince him that none of this is a big deal, and be thankful this whole big deal is his problem and not mine.

Until, of course, the crazy family mentions me.

“Shayla doesn’t really love you. She told me,” was the report the boyfriend got from his stepsister, a woman who I have never ever spoken to. And then, of course, there’s Aunt Crazy McLooneypants who felt the need to tell a few of the boyfriend’s friends that I was “delusional” and “living in a delusional world.”

Okay, yes, I am delusional about many things. But the fact that she was able to gleam all of that from the only seven words I have ever spoken to her (“Hi, I’m Shayla. Nice to meet you.”) means she’s clairvoyant. Either that or she’s a big fat sloppy liar. I’m guessing liar.

Now if all this sounds like it doesn’t make sense, it’s because it doesn’t. These two women have no reason to so much as mention my name because I’ve never done anything to them. They don’t fucking know me. But apparently “knowing someone” or “meeting them in person” are mere formalities when it comes to making them a target.

So, here I am in totally unfamiliar territory. Where I’m being slowly dragged into someone else’s mess.  But I’m not going to kick or scream, I’m going to ignore it all. All the bullying and antagonizing remarks that are meant to provoke me into a fight that isn’t mine will remain unanswered. I’m going to take the high road. Not because I’m classy or mature, but because I don’t know how to fight and it tends to be safer up there.

If I don’t do drama with my own family, I’m definitely not about to do it with someone else’s.

How about you guys? Has someone else family drama ever affected your relationship? And is the high road the road most traveled?

This post originally appeared on XOJane. Republished with permission. Click here for more Shayla on XOJane! 

  • JEN

    she said it is MAC’s GIRL ABOUT TOWN.

  • mEE

    ugh yes. my family is very similar to the author’s in that there is the potential for a lot of drama. for example my cousin who left his wife of TWO WHOLE MONTHS to go back to his ex-gf and then the wife showed up to Thanksgiving dinner anyway…awwwkward. or surprise children popping up at almost every holiday gathering. or my other cousin (female) who showed up at church with her gf…and her head shaved…and a neck tattoo. did I mention her father is a deacon? yea…
    however, as the author said, we hold it in and just talk about the person behind their back LOL

    but my boyfriend’s family is totally different. EVERYTHING is an argument. and because he’s divorced and his family was very close to his ex-wife, my relationship with them was tenuous from the start. particularly with his younger sister who’s my age. she just couldn’t stand me. I could do nothing right. she would to my face compare me to his ex-wife and make slick comments. just a bunch of nonsense. and I took the high road for a good long while but finally I snapped. let’s just say my end of the conversation started with, “b*tch let me tell you something…” and ended with “I’m not the one”. and it’s been all peaches and cream ever since :)

  • DownSouth Transplant

    Sorry I just cracked up & snorted in the office this was a hilarious way to wrap up the hostility, I am learning not to always react from the get go to just take the high road while gathering ammunition for the day I have my *Bytch let me tell you something moment” LMAO!

  • mEE

    LOL glad to break up the monotony of the work day. but yea definitely keep piling up that evidence. and make sure you practice it in your head a few times so you have it down haha

  • http://gravatar.com/chanela17 chanela17

    OMG YES!!!!!! i was at a family party of my fiance’s and when his cousins asked me if i wanted kids in the future i said ” yes but not right now”.

    tell me why 4 days later my man comes to me all mad and asking why i’m telling his cousins that i want kids with him immediately? they told him mom, aunt, sister and the rest of the family that i’m trying to trap him and want to have kids with him so he won’t leave me… now where does one get that from “yes but not right now”???

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