My Mother, My Self
I love you so much
Why have you become so judgemental of me,
Of my choices?
What is it you wanted me to be?
I am a college graduate.
I am a good mom.
I am a homeowner.
I am an individual.
I don’t think like you.
I don’t feel like you.
I am just me.
And at 44 years of age,
I don’t know how to be anything else than me.
I believe you want what’s best for me,
but you can’t decide what, or who, that is.
I am the only one who can decide those things.
Your passive/aggressive ways only drive me farther from you.
Your snarky comments only make me angry.
You used to know when to be my mother, and when to be my friend. . .
Mother-Daughter & Father-Son are the most challenging. Must be some kind of rivalry deal. Things can improve over time.
I guess we will see with the passing of time. . . .
Wow, this sounds familiar. I’m sorry you have such a judgmental mother. Always remember that your opinion about your life is more important than hers.
I am trying to learn how to stop seeking approval from her. It’s hard.
Mother daughter relationships are so complex! But mothers truly are the people that love us most. Even when they have a funny way of showing it. π
Yes, I have no doubt she loves me, I just need her to be my friend, more than my mother, at this point in my life. π