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Sunday, March 7, 2010

Parenting

So, I am not a parent. Technically. However, I am lucky enough to have a parent who acts more like a spoiled child than a mother. Joy. I have to be the parent. The best part is that she freaks out every time this is made evident by anyone. She needs to accept it.
When you lack judgement, whether you're 5 or 45, people tend to think they need to make decisions for you. And why not? If the irrational decisions you make...including say, being epileptic and driving an hour and a half under stress, could be harmful to you and others why is it that someone around you doesn't have the right to say "You're an idiot and I am going to stop you from doing this"? Frankly, they should. It doesn't matter how much it upsets you, you can't make the decision.
Even rational solutions aren't acceptable apparently. Such as her getting dropped off, or heaven forbid LEARNING TO BE ON TIME for once in her life.
This could be more acceptable if the person isn't a parent, and doesn't think that being a parent gives them special rights to be irrational, violent, or cruel to get what they think needs to be done done. Of course, since the person in question in my situation is my parent I am shit out of luck.
If she acted more like a parent it would be different. Don't get me wrong, I like how she is a friend too, but she cannot learn to have any consistency. If she wants to be my friend, she should be my friend. If she wants to be my parent, she should be my parent. She should not pretend to be my best friend, and then randomly go back to being a parent. It messes with my head too much. I cannot deal with it.
Then she wonders why I act like a parent when she is being immature and/or hypocritical. I don't get it.
Anyway, now I'm in my room avoiding the psycho bitch...not visiting my grandparents and not going out later, because my mother is crazy and thinks that she has a right to be a parent. She thinks she has the right to respect. Well, respect is earned, and she has not earned it. And she has had so many brain issues that she really cannot make every decision on her own like she thinks she can. It would be one thing if it was insignificant, it is entirely another when it interferes with the rest of the household's happiness and well being.

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