Excerpt from a conversation I had with my mom today.
ME:......and I realized that since I'm out of work anyway, I have time to volunteer for something, which will give me something to do and look great on my resume.
MOM: That's great Mand, just remember to leave time to look for a job.
ME: I know Mom, I'm not stupid!
MOM: Just once I'd like to have a conversation without you getting all defensive.
ME: You don't need to tell me to leave time for a job.
MOM: Well, actually, I d-
ME: No. You don't. I'm not stupid.
This shit happens every time we talk about work or anything serious. She insists I act like an adult, but continues to treat me like a child. Last year she sent me an irate email about how I need to stand on my own and support myself, which she cc'd to my dad and the aunt who I live with, which was fucking humiliating, but then she flies into town, takes me out to $200 dinners and offers to buy me a bunch of new clothes, like I'm gonna say no to that?!
My BF hates her, because the first time they met she threatened to make me move out of Philly and to Florida with her.
When I talked about getting my DL and a car so that I could look for jobs in places that aren't easily accessible by public transit she was like "Oh, yea, I'll help with that, after all I cosigned a loan for your sister." When I mentioned it again, she was all "Well, if you get a job, and if after a six months you can show me a budget that and can pay for the upkeep and insurance, I'll consider lending you some money." When I mentioned it again she said she never said that.
It's not that I felt entitled to her help with the car in the first place, it's that she not only changed her mind, she completely denied she offered in the first place, and that's not the first time she offered to help me, or buy me something, or whatever, and then completely ignored what she said.
All my life I've struggled with writing papers. I've never, literally never, been able to write a paper for school without substantial help. Mom offered to pay for an educational therapist to help me figure out what's wrong. When I realized that I was depressed, again (I've a history of depression and was on anti-depressants,and seeing a counselor through most of middle and high school), I asked if instead she would help me pay for a counselor, because that would help me a lot more right now. She got all offended, and sent the email I mentioned before.
Wow, I didn't realize this would turn into such a rant. I hope any of that made sense.
ME:......and I realized that since I'm out of work anyway, I have time to volunteer for something, which will give me something to do and look great on my resume.
MOM: That's great Mand, just remember to leave time to look for a job.
ME: I know Mom, I'm not stupid!
MOM: Just once I'd like to have a conversation without you getting all defensive.
ME: You don't need to tell me to leave time for a job.
MOM: Well, actually, I d-
ME: No. You don't. I'm not stupid.
This shit happens every time we talk about work or anything serious. She insists I act like an adult, but continues to treat me like a child. Last year she sent me an irate email about how I need to stand on my own and support myself, which she cc'd to my dad and the aunt who I live with, which was fucking humiliating, but then she flies into town, takes me out to $200 dinners and offers to buy me a bunch of new clothes, like I'm gonna say no to that?!
My BF hates her, because the first time they met she threatened to make me move out of Philly and to Florida with her.
When I talked about getting my DL and a car so that I could look for jobs in places that aren't easily accessible by public transit she was like "Oh, yea, I'll help with that, after all I cosigned a loan for your sister." When I mentioned it again, she was all "Well, if you get a job, and if after a six months you can show me a budget that and can pay for the upkeep and insurance, I'll consider lending you some money." When I mentioned it again she said she never said that.
It's not that I felt entitled to her help with the car in the first place, it's that she not only changed her mind, she completely denied she offered in the first place, and that's not the first time she offered to help me, or buy me something, or whatever, and then completely ignored what she said.
All my life I've struggled with writing papers. I've never, literally never, been able to write a paper for school without substantial help. Mom offered to pay for an educational therapist to help me figure out what's wrong. When I realized that I was depressed, again (I've a history of depression and was on anti-depressants,and seeing a counselor through most of middle and high school), I asked if instead she would help me pay for a counselor, because that would help me a lot more right now. She got all offended, and sent the email I mentioned before.
Wow, I didn't realize this would turn into such a rant. I hope any of that made sense.
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