The joy of family.
A bit of backstory: The conversation came up because my mother sent me an email asking when I was going to 'come home' for what much be the fifth time. It's how our emails usually end because I don't want to deal with her like that. This time I grew a spine and replied with "Please stop asking that. I am home."
Because, well. I am. I live with my girlfriend. We have a life planned. I'm home.
Now that that's out of the way,
mom: I'm a mom I suppose to say those things
me: Every time you say that it makes me feel like you either don't care or won't acknowledge that I have a girlfriend and am living a happy life.
mom: Daddy did ask. I don't want to hurt you feelings but we do like it the way it is.
me: That's good. You two should like being able to spend time together without me again.
You took care of me for 20 years, I can take care of myself now.
mom: Good, that make me feel a litttle better. But that does not mean that I am going to stop harrassing you about geting a job.
me: Job is fine, stop with the 'coming home' stuff, though.
mom: OK But anyway I need to let you know that when I was talking to Daddy and we will be sending you money. All we can afford right now is $250. So try to make that last for a little while. If we can we will sent more later. Now, if you are home start getting a live because you need to start supporting yourself. You are going to be 21 years old soon. You need to know that if it would not be for you Dad you would not be getting this money. I was still mad at everything that went on at Christmas. But again I turned the other cheek and because you are my flesh and blood I gave in. We are both worried about you and we do not want you to turn into a bum like your uncles. Who by the way are very pathetic.
me: If you don't want to send the money, don't send the money. We'll be fine without it.
mom: We arw going to send it. Just be a little thankful. How's that. Just a thought. Why don't you go to DPW and see if they will help you out until you get on your feet. ZThey could help with getting you food, medical insurance, and maybe help with the rent and utilities. Use the system to you work for you.
me: I am thankful, but you make it sound like I'm a leech. I'm not, and if you can't afford to send me anything I would understand and not hold it against you.
mom: We are doing this because we love you.
me: I know you do, but that's doesn't stop the fact you compared me to my uncles right away who, in your words, are "bums and pathetic."
mom: Well they are and you are better than that
All we ever wanted for you is a good life.
me: I already have one.
mom: Good now get a job. LOL
At that point she got a little less crazy so I just let it go (even though that last line pisses me off a little), talking about medical insurance and income taxes, so not going to include it here.
Because, well. I am. I live with my girlfriend. We have a life planned. I'm home.
Now that that's out of the way,
mom: I'm a mom I suppose to say those things
me: Every time you say that it makes me feel like you either don't care or won't acknowledge that I have a girlfriend and am living a happy life.
mom: Daddy did ask. I don't want to hurt you feelings but we do like it the way it is.
me: That's good. You two should like being able to spend time together without me again.
You took care of me for 20 years, I can take care of myself now.
mom: Good, that make me feel a litttle better. But that does not mean that I am going to stop harrassing you about geting a job.
me: Job is fine, stop with the 'coming home' stuff, though.
mom: OK But anyway I need to let you know that when I was talking to Daddy and we will be sending you money. All we can afford right now is $250. So try to make that last for a little while. If we can we will sent more later. Now, if you are home start getting a live because you need to start supporting yourself. You are going to be 21 years old soon. You need to know that if it would not be for you Dad you would not be getting this money. I was still mad at everything that went on at Christmas. But again I turned the other cheek and because you are my flesh and blood I gave in. We are both worried about you and we do not want you to turn into a bum like your uncles. Who by the way are very pathetic.
me: If you don't want to send the money, don't send the money. We'll be fine without it.
mom: We arw going to send it. Just be a little thankful. How's that. Just a thought. Why don't you go to DPW and see if they will help you out until you get on your feet. ZThey could help with getting you food, medical insurance, and maybe help with the rent and utilities. Use the system to you work for you.
me: I am thankful, but you make it sound like I'm a leech. I'm not, and if you can't afford to send me anything I would understand and not hold it against you.
mom: We are doing this because we love you.
me: I know you do, but that's doesn't stop the fact you compared me to my uncles right away who, in your words, are "bums and pathetic."
mom: Well they are and you are better than that
All we ever wanted for you is a good life.
me: I already have one.
mom: Good now get a job. LOL
At that point she got a little less crazy so I just let it go (even though that last line pisses me off a little), talking about medical insurance and income taxes, so not going to include it here.