Everybody Thinks That Everybody Knows

Yesterday at my dad's house while we were celebrating his birthday & mother's day, I was forced to spend time with all of my family. I usually get along with them, until their ignorance makes my ears bleed. Example, my aunt (who's always had a sense of entitlement due to the fact that she married a doctor) asked me what on earth I was thinking when I got the tattoo on my arm. "Honey it's so big! You're going to regret it." Gosh, you're right, I hadn't noticed it's size prior to your making a spectacle of it. Then my uncle (who also shares this same sense of entitlement) said, "What do you have invested in all that? Thousands of dollars?" I replied, "No, my back was only $80." Him, "No way, only $80?? That's not possible.." Oh gosh, you're right! I wasn't the one that paid for it....oh wait. Then, I'm discussing cutting my hair (with family & others) and you would've thought I told them I was getting my nose cut off. "Oh honey, come on now, you really want to cut your hair off?" or, "But it just looks so cuuuuute!" No, it's definitely not growing back..this is the only chance I have. Since when did it become okay to enforce our ideas on others and tell them how to live?