Game Over

Yeah, about the whole "White Flag" thing I had going with mom? Well, that ceasefire ended about as quickly as I thought it would be sincerely wished it wouldn't have. Oh joy. My crippling fear of rejection is not helping matters either, so needless to say, not in a happy place right now.

The weird thing is, I thought we were doing pretty well. Everything seemed to be on the way to sunshine and happiness, and then BAM! She emotionally blindsides me while we're walking the dog. Ooooo, hold up, it gets better: She called me a stupid child, said she was ashamed of me and that I had to start paying for myself.

I'm just ecstatically happy right now. Can't you tell?

Oh wait wait wait...It gets better: My mom texted me while I was at Adonis saying that I didn't love her and I had an emotional breakdown upstairs in the break room. Awesome!

But whatever. I've decided not to talk to her until she starts acting her age, instead of acting like a spoiled child who didn't get their way. You know what? Yeah, she's hurting, but so am I. The difference is, I actually care about her feelings. Oh, and I;m not accusing her of not loving me. So until she's willing to calm down and have a rational discussion? Nuh-uh. I'm not playing these weird little mind games.