My mom and I "fight" because we're so similar in personality and we're both really stubborn. In most cases, I get stressed and she says something that ticks me off and I take it out on her. I guess I'm lucky, we rarely ever fight. I used to have really big issues with the whole concept of the parent-child relationship in general. I felt that she could say whatever she wanted to say to me, but that if I ever tried to express anything to her or, basically, call her out on anything, it would come off as me being rude. There was almost no point - it was always a lose-lose situation.
As far as my "dad" goes, that's a whole other terrible relationship that probably will never actually exist. I basically don't know the guy. He didn't stay with my mom when I was born, and I've met him around 3 times. He's basically a ****head who never calls and says he'll help out but then doesn't even help me out with college. He pretty much paid off what he had to in terms of child support and that was it.
Well, hopefully that won't totally kill the thread. It felt really good to say it, though.
I recognize the addiction to being alive.
Updated On: 2/12/06 at 01:20 AM