sábado, 11 de diciembre de 2010

In our very strange way.

My mother always found the daughter of her dreams in other people excepting me, her real daughter.
I don't blame her.
Not only I haven't becomed not even close to what she expected, but also I always found the mother of my dreams in other mothers excepting her, my real mother.

Maybe I learned from her, maybe it's a punishment, maybe it's really common.

I always feel like I have a completely different personality when I get to be with her (not very often), like this wall in between I build instantly, and I'm just waiting for her to say or do exactly what I know she'll do or say, and that's when an argument beggins or when I decide to stop having the conversation.

I also feel that she's not really interested in what happens in my life, as long as I'm "ok".
Ok in this case means working and studying something, the opposite would mean chaos (at least for her).

Maybe it's not a lack of interest, maybe it's just that we don't spend so much time together.

I've always rejected her vacation offers, I'm terrified of spending one entire week or more with her without knowing what a hell to say.

The truth is we don't know eachother.
Idon't know her favourite color, the name of her friends...
She doesn't know my favourite color, or pretty much nothing of my everyday life.
We both don't know 'cause we never tell it to eachother.

She hugs me saying: "I know you don't love me at all".
That ruins all the hug.

Sometimes this tortures me.
Sometimes I don't even think about it.

But I really love her, and I know she loves me too.
In our very strange way.

5 comentarios:

  1. Aaah bueeeeno! parece que lo de la gorda butterfly es contagioso?? Excepto que creo que vos justamente escribis en inglés para que NO entiendan!

    Hellraiser mother-daughter relationships are VERY complicated. Tell me! Most of the times I fell that mother hates me. And sometimes I fell she kinda loves me in her own pathetic way, but loves me still. It`s hard for people sensitive as we are, so inm touch with pur feelings to deal with that and to learn to understand that maybe thery were raised so differently than how we were raised. Sometimes I understand it, most of the times I don´t. But I know one thing is for sure.: as distant as the might be, if something heppens to me I know that yelling, arguing, barking and complaining, she´ll still be there to take care of me and that`s all I can ask for.

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  2. Asi que te rompo las pelotas GORRRRDA?! Ok! ok! No te comento una VERGA más! Pero sabés qué? eh?! EH! Sabés qué!? Antes de NO comentarme NUNCA MÁS, voy a corregir las faltas de ORTOgrafía que vi que tuve arriba! jaja!

    Terrible lo mio! Estaba tan comPENEtrada en lo que te quería decir que ni lo releí!

    Correcciones:

    "fell" = feel
    "Tell me!" = Tell me about it!
    "I fell that mother hates me" = I feel that my mother hates me
    "inm" = in
    "pur" = our
    "thery" = they
    "as distant as the might be" = as distant as they might be
    "heppens" = happens

    DEIGOR, EN POCAS PALABRAS DEBERÍA RE ESCRIBIR TODO! O AL MENOS PEGARLE UNA RELEIDA A TODO LO QUE ESCRIBO ANTES DE POSTEAR, PERO... QUÉ PAJA POR DIOS!!

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  3. Mirá Gr.D
    SI ME ESCRIBÍS BORRACHA, ES TU PROBLEMA.
    Largá el tetra gorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd

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  4. No soy re original con lo "rompen las PELOTAS"? JAJAJAJAJA
    UHUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

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