You don't get to make that choice
Me [talking to my mom]: "So Thursday night is Tel Aviv's white night. I'm gonna go hang."
Her: "You're gonna go for a long time? I can come for some of the night with you."
Me: "Nah, you always bring me down and make faces about the whole thing. I'll just go alone."
Her: "I don't make faces! And I don't like you to go alone."
Me: "I'm 32, mom. I can go alone, and this way I can do what I want."
Her: "I really don't like you to go alone. What about Michali?"
Me: "She's pregnant, mom. Besides, I just want to go alone."
Michali called a while after and she told my mom she's going to White Night, so my mom shouts out to me "Hey! You can go together!"
And I was like what part of "want-to-go-alone-you-don't-get-to-make-this-choice-for-me" don't you fucking get?!?!?
And now I'm so fucking stuck with this hole she dug me into, and I'm fucking seething here and I know she had good intentions, but for the love of fuck, will you PLEASE stop treating me like a fucking five-year-old and realize this WASN'T YOUR FUCKING DECISION TO MAKE.
Her: "You're gonna go for a long time? I can come for some of the night with you."
Me: "Nah, you always bring me down and make faces about the whole thing. I'll just go alone."
Her: "I don't make faces! And I don't like you to go alone."
Me: "I'm 32, mom. I can go alone, and this way I can do what I want."
Her: "I really don't like you to go alone. What about Michali?"
Me: "She's pregnant, mom. Besides, I just want to go alone."
Michali called a while after and she told my mom she's going to White Night, so my mom shouts out to me "Hey! You can go together!"
And I was like what part of "want-to-go-alone-you-don't-get-to-make-this-choice-for-me" don't you fucking get?!?!?
And now I'm so fucking stuck with this hole she dug me into, and I'm fucking seething here and I know she had good intentions, but for the love of fuck, will you PLEASE stop treating me like a fucking five-year-old and realize this WASN'T YOUR FUCKING DECISION TO MAKE.