I'm your typical teenager in a lot of ways. I love music, I have a MySpace, I procrastinate, and I like to hang out with my friends.
But I'm also a bit unusual in a lot of other ways. I actually like school, I talk about politics, I'm not a big fan of makeup, and I'm not afraid to say that I love my mom.
Unlike most kids & parents that I know, my mom and I are like best friends. Or, at least, we used to be. Growing up I never really had a dad around, and she was always willing to make sacrifices for me. I've always treated her with respect and vise versa.
She's had depression for a few years now. She does take medication for it, but the problem is, it still affects the way she acts around me.
My mom doesn't get sad all too often. But the thing is, her depression makes her angry a lot (and most of the time it's unjustified). One time I simply asked her to help me with my homework because I didn't understand it (she's always insisting that she help) and she took my notebook and told me to come back in an hour so she could figure it out. When I came back she handed it to me and said she didn't get it. I thanked her for trying, and she sneered, "Well, I didn't really try." And then went to her room and shut the door.
Or something may happen at work, and she'll take it out on me. One time we were taking the bus and she was just staring out the window distantly. I asked her (politely) "What's the matter?" and she yelled, "NOTHING! What's the mater with YOU?!"
Another time we were on an airplane that had TVs embedded on the seats. You have to pay to watch the movies, but the channels were free. My mom was just sitting there (she was in the row behind me) reading, and I was watching the free channels. An announcement came on that said that the movies were free for the day. But her TV wasn't working for whatever reason, and so she got up out of her seat (even though the seatbelt signs were on) and told me to get out of my seat and trade with her. And so, for the rest of the five hour flight I sat there with absolutely nothing to do. (My iPod was dead and I didn't bring any books. She knew this, though.)
These kinds of incidents happen a few times a week, and frankly, I'm tired of acting like the parent and having to be sensitive about her problems all the time.
Don't get me wrong, we have a lot of good times together, and she's normally really nice. But I'm tired of putting up with this.
2007-03-11
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