I hate my mom’s personality. No, you do not have to make me feel stupid over misphrasing something. No, you don’t have to downplay my struggles by blaming it on teenage hormones. No, you don’t have to pick petty fights with me just because you’re in a bad mood.
I feel like if I told her that she’s a huge part of the reason I sh a lot, she would just say her feelings were hurt. I also feel like she’s overly strict and doesn’t respect my wishes. Sometimes I feel physically ill when I think about her, and I can’t do anything to stop it.
Why do I ever go to her for anything? I always regret it.
But then I feel guilty for hating her because she tells me that she loves me, she actually puts up with me and usually has morally good beliefs.
Still, I can’t stand her- She also tells me things like ‘just go make friends!’ Or indirectly ‘just get over it!’ Thanks, mom, that’s so helpful!
And the strictness. God forbid I vent online late at night so I don’t feel like wanting to kms so badly, god forbid having a phone to contact people because I’m not fifteen yet. It probably says something that I always feel the best mentally whenever she’s not home.
Anyway, sorry for the out of the blue vent. My brain is just going ‘awaaughhhhh’ and it’s giving me a headache. Also this is kind of an excuse for not posting lmao.
