aw fuck. i'm so tired of these 'pity-me' arguements with my mother. i love her, and we got along great for pretty much all of my life, but things are... different now. i'm getting older, and my home doesn't feel like my home anymore, but i can't move out (no cash) so i'm trying to find my place in this redefinition of my life, and i guess i need space. but i can't say "mum, i need you to go away, and i'll come find you when i need you, and then i'll probably tell you to go away again... you know, just till i figure shit out" yeah. that'd go over REAL well. i don't know what i want from her. i mean, it'd be great if we could go back to the way things were, but we can't, and i feel like, once i find my place in the world, and i don't feel like i need her so much anymore, i can get back to wanting her, and maybe then we can have more of a friendship... but in the meantime...
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simba_gibson:
my last hope!
artsitis:
Well, there's always running off and forming your own island nation with a few dozen slaves to do your every bidding - but failing that - the voice of reason can help