The One-Half of a Parenting Unit

I ask for permission to stay over, she grumbles a little but defers the decision to my dad, who immediately goes "Of courseee..." (duh). Then I find out that she keeps grumbling and scolding him whilst I'm at the stayover. Hello? I have a hp, just call me and grumble. And if you're so scared to see my black face or to seem like the strict parent such that you could push the decision away, then don't grumble.

Ever since she came back from China, she seems to whine that she's left all by herself now cuz I started going out and doing stuff again. Hello but aren't you supposed to be busy with your work? And why can't I go out and do my own stuff man... She wanted to go Perth in Feb with me and I was extremely reluctant because once I start work, especially part-time work, it doesn't seem nice to take days off. Just cuz you end work then and you're free doesn't mean I will be too. I won't always be there to accompany you. So start getting used to it.

Yet... at the same time, I can't forget that I felt so abandoned during my prom and what not. Being so unfamiliar with makeup and having to foot for everything extra made me grumpy about not having her to turn to. I almost felt like blaming her for the unhappy and stressed frenzy leading up to prom. But at the same time, I felt extremely annoyed at myself for being so dependent on others, even if it was her. Always thought I was the independent one, without needing anyone for support and always ready to step out and learn on my own, but guess I was wrong. Not quite a nice realisation.

Oh well... Mothers: Can't live with them, can't live without them.

~ st*rcr*ss*d ~