ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵘⁿⁱᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ: ᴹᵃᵏᵉ ᵁᵖ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᴱᶠᶠⁱⁿᵍ ᴹⁱⁿᵈ!!!

Okay, so this has been on my mind for over a year, but I was in bed just randomly thinking of this again and thought: It's about damn time I get this out of my system.

Communication.

It's important, right?

Well not in my family.

Last year, we were celebrating my 21st birthday and we were approaching my bday vacation the following weekend.

Mom was asking me about the casino one night and I told her that I didn't want to go. Maybe I mentioned a couple of months ago I wanted to go to Vegas, but that was only because of the excitement of turning 21.

Mom has been begging me to communicate since the day I learned how to talk. I communicated my feelings about the casino...

She cried.

CRIED.

Not tears of joy, that's for sure.

Sure, she was stressed, but...

then the next morning, I told her everything — about not wanting to go to the casino or the bar because that's not my thing (also, this was a year after COVID hit and she may have wanted to die of a deadly virus because she's old and has nothing to live for. Not even for the grandchildren she claims she wants to live to see, but apparently that was BS, but I didn't).

She STILL made me go.

What's the point of communicating to her if she either

A) cries

Or

B) it doesn't change anything??

You would think since this was MY birthday we were celebrating, I could do whatever I want, right?

WRONG!

That is why I'm never communicating to my Mother ever again.