Thursday, February 26, 2009

Unfair.

Good Morning,

It's a little early for me to be awake, let alone posting, but I felt a need to get this out.

My mother is the most emotionally unstable person I've ever met. I've met tons of these type... my best friend, current crush, all of these people. I've seen people go to pieces in their lowest moments, but my mom is nothing but the crushed remains of what used to be a fairly strong and independent woman.

We had a fight this morning. We're going to apply for welfare. Last night, Mom told me to do the dishes. This morning she called me everything in the book, for not doing the dishes. It started out with 'if you don't want to help, you should move out,' progressing to 'we were going to move to Ottawa for you! Now you've decided you don't want to be an Architect!" and further still to "I've committed to killing myself the moment you're on that plane to Europe! Have a nice time."

How do you deal with a woman who never really grew up? Who never gets what she wants, when she has all she'll need. She actually said the world would end if she didn't do the dishes. She is mentally deranged. My dad just rolls his eyes, and tell us to stop fighting. I mean, yeah. I should've done the dishes, but they basically barked at me to do it, while I wasn't even in the room. Sorry? A little thing called manners?

My Parents are my "bad examples" and basically what not to do. I can hear her cursing me still. What do you do with that? It's lucky that I'm not as crazy as she is. yet. The thing is she's so irrational. You try to fight her with logic... she'll will stay crazy until hours after what you said sinks in. Sometimes she apologizes. other time, like this one, where she will think she in the right to tell me she would kill herself. Goodie.

I'm a mentally sound individual, despite my mother's negative influence on me. My dad is pretty sane too, most days. There is the occasional outburst from him, but usually he's the quiet and rational one. Which is good, my mother needs him.

So I hope I've painted a picture of the bullshit my mom puts me through. I'm sure there'll be more to come.

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