Does anyone feel as though their mothers can play the roles of their best friend and their biggest enemy? Mothers have a way of getting you to reveal all your secret hopes and fears and comforting you in your lowest moments; and then turning around and using all of this to carp at you and pick apart your life. It doesn't matter that, hey, you're pretty happy with your life at the moment. Sure you don't have everything you want, but in the vast scheme of things, you're pretty happy.
But then she swoops in, and starts her captious comments. For instance my mother likes to say things like, "So, you're on the see food diet? Everything you see, you eat?" or "Don't eat anymore of that." or my personal favorite, "No wonder you don't have a boyfriend." Especially when she says it in the most random circumstances.
Well, I decided now that I refuse to let her negative carping interfere with my internal happiness. If I'm happy with my life, why should I let her comments affect me any longer? If I'm happy with my personality, why should I let her tell me that's wrong? Why should I let her tell me how nasty and awful I am when she doesn't even see me all the time? In the words of a great, cheesy pop song, "I'm gonna breakthrough, I'm gonna have some fun, that's what I'm gonna do." I love you, Mom, but I know you're not perfect. And your imperfections will not cause me to feel bad about myself.
So anyone else feel like this and want to join me?