forgive my mother

While picking my mum up from the airport yesterday, she admitted that she has a hard time seperating what she wants from things that she knows need to happen. So when she tells me to clean my house, for instance, she has a hard time aknowledging that my level of clean is just as okay as her level. The house needs to be clean, yes, but she wants it to be spotless.

While I don’t think it actually changes much, it did go along way to releive some of my resentment that she was able to admit that she knows this is a fault. I’ve been waiting since jr high for her to recognize this.

I think a lot of my personallity conflicts with my mother stem from us being so different in the MB type thing.

I’m going to look into finding us a counsilor or therapist who specializes in this.

I already feel better knowing some of what my mum sees as faults aren’t faults, they’re strengths to some. Of course, the same is true for what I see in her.

Mother and I had a very productive lunch this holiday. I tried really hard not to get so defensive of her, but I occasionally let her get to me.

She did really well not lecturing me, too, and tried harder to understand why I did things than worry about them being done.