I’m not sure if I’ve ever posted in the pit before.
I’m 16, so I don’t think I’m supposed to have a good relationship with my mom. So normally, I don’t get too upset about our fights. I feel like she treats me unfairly, that she’s passive aggressive, and that a lot of my insecurities are amplified after we’ve fought. She slights me for not being a better student, for not spending more time outside of the house, for not having a job (even though I’m looking).
What hurts the most is when she makes me feel bad about my girlfriend. She’s is currently in New York (I’m in Oregon) going to NYU. She’s funny, caring, intelligent, witty. When she came to visit me, Mom and Dad really seemed to like her. In fact, Mom has said repeatedly that she thinks my girlfriend is a great girl.
But, she still feels the need to either pretend our relationship doesn’t exsist, or to make pretty hurtful comments about it. She gets angry at me about the long distance phone bill (which I pay without complaint). She gets mad at me for talking to her online (I get off when she asks me to). She says that I should “spend more time with real people.”
I guess it’s for two reasons. Because, um, it’s a lesbian relationship, and because it’s a long distance relationship.
Now, I almost wouldn’t mind mom being pissy about it if she wouldn’t tiptoe around the subject so much. But she likes to pretend that our relationship is just a friendly relationship. Which is why she can only be passive-aggressive about her feelings towards us.
Except, two nights ago, she decided to directly confront me about it.
First off, she heard me on the phone with my grilfriend, speaking with admiration about Natalie Portman’s abs. When I got off the phone and came downstairs, she was in tears. She was in fucking tears because I was talking about a girl in a sexual manner. Well, fuck. I hate it when my mom cries, so I just sort of apologized and went away to die of embaressement.
Then she came upstairs to talk to me. She told me that she’s “Tired of being the bad guy in my life”. I told her that I didn’t really like it either. She then went on to talk about how she can’t be politically correct and like that I’m lesbian, that she’s disappointed in how I am as a daughter (Because I don’t talk to her, because I’m gay, because she doesn’t understand me, becayse I’m a loner) and how when my girl came to visit, she was very uncomfortable with her staying up in my room. I mentioned that if she was uncomfortable, she should’ve asked her to stay in the guest room ( my girlfriend’s mother does that when I visit). Mom said that she couldn’t’ve done that, because that would be admitting the nature of our relationship.
Okaaaay. Still failing to see what I did wrong, or what I’m doing wrong, or what I should do different.
Then she told me that she doesn’t want me to turn her into the bad guy for feeling all that, because she can’t help it.
So, to sum up: I’m a disappointment. Mom says she loves me, but doesn’t accept the thing that makes me happiest in the world. She wishes that I were different than how I am. And, if I get mad at her for all that, I’m also gonna feel pretty fucking guilty, because I don’t -want- to anatagonize my mom. I love her. I want to have a better relationship with her. But she does these things and they hurt me, and I know she doesn’t mean it but she does. I hate her, and that makes me hate myself.
Fuck you, mom. Fuck you for leaving me without any options except to feel bad. Fuck you for making me hurt while telling me that you love me. Fuck you for messing with my head. Fuck you for making me feel guilty about things I have every right to.
I guess this isn’t really that big a deal compared to some things, but it’s pretty much leaving me drained and depressed, and I needed to get it out.
I think I’ll go cry for the tenth time in two days.