I’m back, I believe, and I think I’ll stay here for a little while. Even thought this is my blog, so whatevers.
My brilliant mind came up with the idea of doing a ”my topic” space in which I’ll give my rant in certain situations or whatever.
This evening I was in a park close to my place with some friends just chilling, having a good time. To brag out, I’m 16. Point is, I was there, chilling when I saw my parents jeep coming to where I was and stopping there. I was relaxed because I don’t care, I’m doing good, you know?
My mom turn the window down and calls me: ”Kid, come on we are going to see your grandma, she’s sick bla bla bla is late.”
I’m like ” can I stay? I won’t do anything there.” She’s: ”No, you better come and shut up.”
I said goodbye to my people and then hopped in the jeep. She starts talking stupid bussines. Like she wont allow me to go there again because those are bad people, they are not my age, bla bla bla. What the actual fuck mom?
When we get to my grandma’s place she says she does not TRUST me. I’m like: ”well, that makes us two.” Obviously, i said that in my head because I still want to live.
My mom is a pretty strict women because of how she grew up. Sometimes she wants to be the cool mom but she cant because oof what she believes in. Don’t get me wrong, I kinda trust more my mom than my dad, but still there is some lack of trust right there. Problem is my dad doesn’t think. If I ever come up to him tellinng him I like somebody I know he’ll just hit me and then he wouldn’t like to hear me again. In spite, my mom does hear me but then she thinks too fast and stars talking yeez and blames me for the most minimal thing.
And that’s why I don’t trust my mom. How can I feel confortable with myself next to you if when I want to express myself you only scream at me? HOW MOM?
I’m done with that type of thing. You get what you earn.