gooblax
MVP
I hate how inconsistent my mum is...
I'm told that it doesn't matter what marks I get, then am told off for not studying. She keeps telling me that I need to exercise, that I have to stop eating so much, and that I've put on heaps of weight, yet later denies that I could think that I'm overweight. She says she wants to help, but just asks questions I can't answer and shouts at me when I can't answer them. Then if I don't answer at all, I'm accused of "giving her the silent treatment." I just can't talk when I don't know the answer... I shout at her in my head, but can't say it.
But I'm supposed to be grateful because she's trying to help. She's trying to get me to exercise and to change my diet (after making me see a nutritionist for whatever's going on with me at the moment)... She even makes my breakfast every morning because I'm too lazy to make it myself, now that there's all this dumb stuff I'm supposed to put on my cereal. I'm so dependant upon her, and it's just disgusting. Then all she has to do is say one word, and I'm stuck with a guilt sandwich.
She says she cares, but shouts at me the moment she sees a bruise on my arm. And of course she will see... there is no privacy here. I don't have the option to sit staring at the ground, or she will see, and force me to tell her what's wrong... when there's not really anything wrong... but she can't accept that, so I'm "being secretive," and "should be banned from the computer," because I only talk to people online and not her.
I dunno, this didn't really have a point to it. I'm just so tired of the inconsistency. I know I can't be the daughter she wants, and I know that I don't have the right to complain when I'm the problem. I know I should just listen to her and do what she says, but there goes that laziness again.
I'm told that it doesn't matter what marks I get, then am told off for not studying. She keeps telling me that I need to exercise, that I have to stop eating so much, and that I've put on heaps of weight, yet later denies that I could think that I'm overweight. She says she wants to help, but just asks questions I can't answer and shouts at me when I can't answer them. Then if I don't answer at all, I'm accused of "giving her the silent treatment." I just can't talk when I don't know the answer... I shout at her in my head, but can't say it.
But I'm supposed to be grateful because she's trying to help. She's trying to get me to exercise and to change my diet (after making me see a nutritionist for whatever's going on with me at the moment)... She even makes my breakfast every morning because I'm too lazy to make it myself, now that there's all this dumb stuff I'm supposed to put on my cereal. I'm so dependant upon her, and it's just disgusting. Then all she has to do is say one word, and I'm stuck with a guilt sandwich.
She says she cares, but shouts at me the moment she sees a bruise on my arm. And of course she will see... there is no privacy here. I don't have the option to sit staring at the ground, or she will see, and force me to tell her what's wrong... when there's not really anything wrong... but she can't accept that, so I'm "being secretive," and "should be banned from the computer," because I only talk to people online and not her.
I dunno, this didn't really have a point to it. I'm just so tired of the inconsistency. I know I can't be the daughter she wants, and I know that I don't have the right to complain when I'm the problem. I know I should just listen to her and do what she says, but there goes that laziness again.