ME
Don't get me wrong, I want to talk to her. And because of my long hours at the hospital during the week, I barely get to talk to her nowadays, except on weekends. I do miss her a lot. But every time we talk, I start to get annoyed and can't wait for the conversation to be over. She updates me about my dad's condition, which I do want to know about, that her rheumatoid arthritis is flaring up, how my siblings are doing. But those are really all I want to know about. I don't care to know that my relatives are being a nuisance, I don't care to know that so-and-so wants to visit and that she doesn't want them to, and I certainly don't care to know that Aunty XX baked an orange cake for her or some shit. I hate that I think and feel this way, but it seems like every time we talk, she makes it a necessity to update me about every single damn thing. And while I really appreciate the intention between that, I can't help but get annoyed as she prattles on on yet another random everyday trivia. And when she complains, it makes me irritated because (1) here she goes complaining about something again, and (2) I can't do anything to help her and make the situation better. And I don't want to cut her short, because I know she needs this outlet to vent. But I find myself starting to busy myself and make excuses for not being able to Skype her.
I feel bad for feeling this way, but I can't help it. I have my own set of problems that I'm struggling with, and sometimes it feels overwhelming when she unloads hers on me too. I know she's just venting, but it cripples me that she's going through so much and yet there is NOTHING I can do right now that will make her problems go away and let her feel better. So the only thing I can do is let her vent to me. But it's starting to reach the point where I get sick of listening to her as she just goes on about the same issues over and over again, and yet I can't tell her to shut up. And also, when she asks me questions about the most mundane parts of my life ("Do you exercise these days? Do you have a locker in the hospital? Are you with Sarah or Geraldine now (in the same rotation)? Do you see them in hospital?"), and when she nags at me ("If it's raining, wear your shoes, then change them to flats in the hospital./Remember to study!/Remember to eat!")- I start getting VERY irritated, and just want to press the "End Call" sign.
What the hell is wrong with me.
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Hello, my name is Mylene.
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Sunday, February 17, 2013
I know I'll sound like an ungrateful, rude, and overall horrible daughter when I say this, but I'll just go ahead and say it: I highly dislike talking to my mother on Skype these days.Don't get me wrong, I want to talk to her. And because of my long hours at the hospital during the week, I barely get to talk to her nowadays, except on weekends. I do miss her a lot. But every time we talk, I start to get annoyed and can't wait for the conversation to be over. She updates me about my dad's condition, which I do want to know about, that her rheumatoid arthritis is flaring up, how my siblings are doing. But those are really all I want to know about. I don't care to know that my relatives are being a nuisance, I don't care to know that so-and-so wants to visit and that she doesn't want them to, and I certainly don't care to know that Aunty XX baked an orange cake for her or some shit. I hate that I think and feel this way, but it seems like every time we talk, she makes it a necessity to update me about every single damn thing. And while I really appreciate the intention between that, I can't help but get annoyed as she prattles on on yet another random everyday trivia. And when she complains, it makes me irritated because (1) here she goes complaining about something again, and (2) I can't do anything to help her and make the situation better. And I don't want to cut her short, because I know she needs this outlet to vent. But I find myself starting to busy myself and make excuses for not being able to Skype her.
I feel bad for feeling this way, but I can't help it. I have my own set of problems that I'm struggling with, and sometimes it feels overwhelming when she unloads hers on me too. I know she's just venting, but it cripples me that she's going through so much and yet there is NOTHING I can do right now that will make her problems go away and let her feel better. So the only thing I can do is let her vent to me. But it's starting to reach the point where I get sick of listening to her as she just goes on about the same issues over and over again, and yet I can't tell her to shut up. And also, when she asks me questions about the most mundane parts of my life ("Do you exercise these days? Do you have a locker in the hospital? Are you with Sarah or Geraldine now (in the same rotation)? Do you see them in hospital?"), and when she nags at me ("If it's raining, wear your shoes, then change them to flats in the hospital./Remember to study!/Remember to eat!")- I start getting VERY irritated, and just want to press the "End Call" sign.
What the hell is wrong with me.