Like mother like daughter?
Why is it so hard to get along with my mother? We can get into a fight so easily, even words aren't always needed to make the other one go mad. It's just that I've always felt that it's useless to do anything for her. She's never going be satisfied with anything I do, I can never be good enough. I used to try so hard to please her, but lately I've given up on that.
I have always been compared to my older sister, who seems to be the perfect package that no one else can compare to. For years I've heard from my mom, why can't I be like my sister, and I always felt guilty for not being that good. But lately I've realized that I don't have to be. If she can't accept me the way I am, then it's her problem. I am done trying to be perfect, and doing everything the way she wants.
Even though I know that I'm supposed to be like this, and I shouldn't have to worry about how she might feel, I still get all nervous and jumpy about what she's going to say. Everyday I'm afraid of the words she's going to spill out, if I haven't done what she has asked or if I haven't done them exactly the way she would do. Even though I'm a grown-up already, I'm still afraid of my mother in some way, and I guess I'll always will.
When are you old enough to fight back and let go?
I have always been compared to my older sister, who seems to be the perfect package that no one else can compare to. For years I've heard from my mom, why can't I be like my sister, and I always felt guilty for not being that good. But lately I've realized that I don't have to be. If she can't accept me the way I am, then it's her problem. I am done trying to be perfect, and doing everything the way she wants.
Even though I know that I'm supposed to be like this, and I shouldn't have to worry about how she might feel, I still get all nervous and jumpy about what she's going to say. Everyday I'm afraid of the words she's going to spill out, if I haven't done what she has asked or if I haven't done them exactly the way she would do. Even though I'm a grown-up already, I'm still afraid of my mother in some way, and I guess I'll always will.
When are you old enough to fight back and let go?