Friday, 6 November 2009

Selfish fjigpogijioe

Mother, plz.
Is it so bad that I want to be social, apparently so. When I try to ask there never seems to be the right moment to, you're always too busy, too busy for other people yet you expect other people to be able to fit you in as and when it suits you best, nevermind what they had planned. Because your problems are always more important, aren't they? No matter if someone's hand just fell off, that small cut on your finger is much more important and emotionally scarring.

So then when I ask, why does it feel like an interrogation. You say you trust me, but if you did, you wouldn't need to ask where I'm going, and who with. Trust that I make friends with the right sort of people, please, and even if you don't approve of my friends, suck up and deal with it. You can't tell me who to be friends with - I don't do that to you. If you're firing masses of questions at me it's strange, you're not usually that interested in anything that I have passion for or anything that I'm doing, so when you do start asking questions I get a bit defensive about it. Fine that might make it seem like I've got something to hide, but if you trusted me you'd know that wasn't true. So there; I just proved you don't trust me.

It's really horrible how you always unload your emotional crap on me but you never take the time out to ask me about my day, and even if you do, when I'm actually telling you, you sit there looking bored as if you're not actually interested. So what's the point of telling you how MY day was? It's obvious you don't really care about the answer - you only asked the question to be polite, or so I would ask you about YOUR day so you could rant about how bad your day was to me, and unload all your crap on me. Sorry if I can't deal with YOUR life and how bad it is, but that doesn't mean I'm incapable of handling my own life, tyvm. Excuse me if I don't want to have to juggle mine and yours in the same breath, or even at all. You do that as if I'm your mother - and then you go and tell me how immature I am. So make up your mind?

It's really not great when you sit and insult my intelligence, "you're immature", "you don't know how real life works", "you're only a teenager you can't know these things" well if I say I do then I evidently do, why would I lie about it. Evidently your views and opinions on things are going to be different to mine but that doesn't mean I'm WRONG about things, just because you maybe had it harder doesn't make your experience the correct/right/ultimate way that people should perceive such things.

So no I won't apologise for wanting to be social. I may have thought since I was 16 or thereabouts that you'd trust me to be my own person more and stuff and I could actually spend more time with my friends. I hoped you'd recognize that I'd matured and grown up, and could look after myself pretty well, but however I did NOT think, as you seem to assume, that I was ready for anything. I don't need you to tell me "I told you so" or any of that crap. Don't be self-righteous about it, just to make yourself feel better about everything, if I make a mistake. I'd much rather you were there to support me, which you have been in some manners of speaking, but you haven't been a very good emotional support.

Maybe the sudden want to actually have a proper social life has uprooted you, but you can't expect me to stay indoors, inhouse, forever. That's a silly thing to think. You having a social life stints mine. And in the whole of half term, 9 whole days, I spent two of them with friends. That's crap.

1 comment:

Digger said...

Oh Blythe. Listen again to Broken Rules. Now you know where the line "Still waiting here, while a world outside makes the moves you won't allow" comes from :o(