There are no good ways to deal with a very maternal mother. She has been calling my almost everyday since I left Fort Worth a week ago. I didn't really notice this until I was back into the work flow and would have to answer the phone when I was trying to relax after work. First I tried to make the conversation short despite my tiredness. Then I told her yesterday that I would call her on Tuesday, my day off, because I was tired. So now that it is 10:15 PM and she decided to call me I couldn't help but answer the phone with "I told you I would call on Tuesday, why are you calling?" which did not a happy mother make.
No matter how I tried to explain myself to her ears it was "I don't want you to ever call me" and "I don't want to hear your voice" which is supposedly the only reason she just called to which I just have to scoff. Not that I don't believe it, I do. And therein lies the problem. I go to visit and it just magnifies this clinging instinct in her that just naturally makes me shy away. I don't like to feel obligated to do something everyday like talk to someone on the phone. Just writing these things once a day is bad enough and I have had my fair share of mental bitching about them.
I tried to keep her on the phone past her "I will never call you"s, which are just utterly ridiculous in their unbelievability, to make sure she heard me when I said I am tried from the work week and will call her on Tuesday. She still didn't seem happy about it, not that I expect different, but if some tough love gets her to settle down to even pre-visit levels I will be satisfied. I need to be able to wind down at night and not have to worry about getting riled up unnecessarily. Love of mother or no.
No matter how I tried to explain myself to her ears it was "I don't want you to ever call me" and "I don't want to hear your voice" which is supposedly the only reason she just called to which I just have to scoff. Not that I don't believe it, I do. And therein lies the problem. I go to visit and it just magnifies this clinging instinct in her that just naturally makes me shy away. I don't like to feel obligated to do something everyday like talk to someone on the phone. Just writing these things once a day is bad enough and I have had my fair share of mental bitching about them.
I tried to keep her on the phone past her "I will never call you"s, which are just utterly ridiculous in their unbelievability, to make sure she heard me when I said I am tried from the work week and will call her on Tuesday. She still didn't seem happy about it, not that I expect different, but if some tough love gets her to settle down to even pre-visit levels I will be satisfied. I need to be able to wind down at night and not have to worry about getting riled up unnecessarily. Love of mother or no.
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