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My mom hates my husband.
I know this may seem odd, or that I may be exaggerating, but I believe it.
Today, my mom called me up and asked me if I had my husband's permission to see her.
I explained that I didn't need his permission to do anything.
Later in the conversation, I was asked if I was allowed to own a car.
I told her that once we had the money and the time to purchase me a car, we would do so.
Finally, because she heard the sound of me putting things away, she asked me if I had to do the housework.
I told her that I was doing the housework because it needed to be done.
She gave me a lecture about how I shouldn't always think I needed to be the housewife because my husband told me to. She ranted about me not going to college (I will be in the summer...) or about me not having a job.
I know these are valid concerns, but she voices them every time she calls me.
Finally, after getting quite snappy with her, telling her for the 20th time that yes, I am happy with my life, and no my husband is not abusing me, my mom does this:
"Well, I can see that I'm not appreciated, so I'm not going to call you anymore. If you want to talk, you can call me yourself. I don't like the way you treat me and..."
I hung up on her.
 Elainya · Fri Mar 31, 2006 @ 06:44am · 2 Comments |
