MY MOM..
(long but please read..)
I walk in the room my moms in, I sit down..
we start talking, just about how our days were.
it got silent.
then out of nowhere she was asking about one of my friends..
she asked me why I don't hangout with a group of people all the time.
I told her because I don't trust a lot of people,
I hangout in groups of people SOMETIMES.
You know how she responded?
"Morgan, you should really do that. I mean look at these girls, they hangout with each other in a group all the time. You should be more like them. They're real. They actually do stuff, and they're perfect. Why can't you be more like them? You're starting to be NO GOOD."
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I stared at her.
I answered back..
"And what? You want me to be in a certain group? You want me to be like these girls that you always say are STUCK UP? You want me to change just for you? You want me to ditch my friends I have now? No thank you. Mom, I thought I was your daughter, I thought I was good enough for you. I guess not. I guess I'll never be good enough for you and you say they're real? What are you calling me? Fake?
Sorry I'm not p e r f e c t ."
She just stared at me.
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Then I said,
"I'll never be good enough for you."
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This answer KILLED me.
she answered....
"I'm glad you can read my mind."
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I'm.so.done.
I'll never be good enough for ANYONE.
Not even my own MOTHER.