Sometimes I really hate my mom
by, 21st August 2012 at 10:40 AM (343 Views)
Sure, she's my mom, I have to love her, but she's so remarkably two-faced. Sometimes were like best friends, talking about writing and TV and politics and stuff, but when she gets mad at one person, she's mad at everyone. For instance:
This morning, as soon as I woke up, she was already yelling at my sister (PurplePlum, if you don't know) for using her new laptop too much. I agree with this. She uses her laptop too much, and often for pointless things, such as watching EVERY SINGLE JENNA MARBLES VIDEO IN EXISTENCE.
But right after my mom ranted about my sister, she got into the subject of my sister's and my weight. The last time we had a physical, it turned out that we were both in the 85th percentile for BMI, which is basically right between healthy weight and overweight. I didn't really care, I just thought "Oh, I'll get more exercise and get small portions and stuff". You know, normal stuff. But now my mom always uses that as a "weapon", of sorts, so whenever she sees us on the computer or watching TV for a duration of more than a half hour, she flips out and tells us that we're so overweight and that we should get outside more, et cetera. I get a huge amount of exercise, compared with other people I know. Especially for the summer, since most people I know are on vacation or moping around their houses. I do on frequent bike rides, I play Manhunt and other assorted games with the neighbors, and I bring my dog for a 1.5 mile walk at least once a day. I'm trying to get into running, too, but it's hard. She doesn't care about this, and says I need to do more. She doesn't encourage me a lot when it comes to exercise. If fact, she's much more overweight that I am, but she doesn't do nearly as much exercise as I do. She never at least tried to do running, either. It's really annoying when this happens.
Me and "PurplePlum" were recently talking about this and I told her that weight seems to both her much more that it bothers us. I feel fine the way I am, and so does my sister. We'd like to lose a few pounds, but it isn't some sort of burning desire. As long as I can talk to my friends (Facebook is the only way right now), wear clothes that look good on my and flatter my shape, and be pretty satisfied with my appearance, I'm happy.
My mom just really doesn't get it.