way to be mom, way to be

My mother and I have a crappy relationship. I can sum it up in one word: criticism.

Nothing I do is ever good enough for her.

In high school, if my grade wasn’t an A I wasn’t working hard enough.

In college, I graduated magma cum laude, not good enough, I should have graduated sigma cum laude (highest honors, like a 3.8+).

I went to college for the wrong major.

I shouldn’t have pledged my sorority.

I should have focused more on my grades.

My career choice isn’t good enough.

I’m too fat.

I’m too independent.

I have terrible taste in men.

I don’t dress well enough.

I had a good night tonight. Hung out with friends, saw Isaac for a bit too which was a great bonus to ending my night. Granted I had to clean up vomit when the birthday girl got slightly too intoxicated but even so! It was a good freaking night.

I come home and try to have a simple conversation with my mom.

"You’re stomach is too big. You need to lose weight."

Totally off topic mom but gee thanks for the confidence boost. As if my self-image hasn’t taken enough abuse over the years. way to drag me down all over again, fucking bitch.

Moms (and moms-to-be) please don’t ever ever EVER criticize your daughters this way. This is needless, pointless, selfish stupidity. Your daughters will deal with enough negativity in their lives. They shouldn’t have to deal with it from someone who is supposed to love and support them and help boost them up.

My mother clips my wings and tears me down every time I talk to her.

Then she is fucking stupid enough to wonder why I don’t talk to her.

Fucking ridiculous.