Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Ever Your Son
Somewhat short and emo post.
What started out as a shouting match between my mother and I (over various reasons) eventually evolved into a heart to heart talk about longstanding issues about our relationship, our daily interactions and the barriers that had been erected between the 2 of us. I learned many things I never knew about why my mother treats me the way she does, why she's always so strict with me and not my brothers, and I also told her about my feelings and long-bottled-up emotions.
And I know now, without a doubt, that my mother, in her own way, loves me. To her, I will always be her son, always that same snotty kid who used to get his head stuck in the staircase barricade and somehow get separated from the rest of my family no matter where we went. But after today's talk, she accepts that I'm an adult now, that even though I'm still and will ever be her son, I have to take some responsibility for myself and gain some independence.
The heart to heart talk was something akin to having old wounds reopen, but for the sake of draining the poison that was slowly corroding the inside. It's been a long time (or maybe, never) since I had a good talk with my mother.
The poison's slowly fading away.
And now, perhaps, the wounds can heal, and the barriers can fall.
I love you mom!
(and yes, small text for emo posts. Hur hur.)
