Saturday, August 4, 2007
Adult or No?
This, my friends, is the event. I argued with my parents through e-mail correspondence tonight. They seem to think I am still a kid, and find it bitterly ironic that I want to be treated like an adult. In my case, I am on loans that they co-signed for school, but I will be the one paying back that $10,000, and every loan to follow. I borrow their old cars, always paying my own insurance. I pay my own bills-- telephone, credit cards, fees for participation in events. If I want to go out, it is all my own money, even in the case of travel, i.e. my trip to Georgia, or the loan that might take me to study in France in the future. And when I am home, I help out, cook, clean, spend hours with my brothers, and still try to abide by their strict curfews (sometimes as early as 10:30pm.) The curfew aspect is especially fun since I usually wait until after my brothers go to sleep to go out. (8pm-10:30pm being my evening outing time.) I feel like an adult. After all for my 18th birthday, with my college opp classes, I received 3 final exams, two bills due, and two important extra-curricular meetings all in the same day. Has anyone else had difficulty with the transition? Are you a kid or an adult in your parents eyes? And how does it make you feel?Me, I feel belittled... in the worst way.
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see, this is like my problem in life. its not that my parents want me to still be a little kid, but its like i still want to be a kid for them. especially my dad, he just totally sees me as a perfect little angel child (which im totally not) and blah blah blah. i get so mad when my mom puts curfew on me too...always home by midnight (which is later than 10:30, but still pretty darn early). and im like, "mom dont you understand that at school sometimes im just going out at midnight?? i dont get back till like 3 in the morning sometimes" and she doesnt care. part of the point is that i rarely do actually go out that late and if i do its not for wicked parties or wild sex, its to do fun little blah things like going to hamilton the other night with y'all. but still, shouldnt that be enough to satisfy them? i know its sort of different circumstances, but i just thought i would vent along with you. maybe we should have anoter cup-game party to cheer us up! =oD
see, this is like my problem in life. its not that my parents want me to still be a little kid, but its like i still want to be a kid for them. especially my dad, he just totally sees me as a perfect little angel child (which im totally not) and blah blah blah. i get so mad when my mom puts curfew on me too...always home by midnight (which is later than 10:30, but still pretty darn early). and im like, "mom dont you understand that at school sometimes im just going out at midnight?? i dont get back till like 3 in the morning sometimes" and she doesnt care. part of the point is that i rarely do actually go out that late and if i do its not for wicked parties or wild sex, its to do fun little blah things like going to hamilton the other night with y'all. but still, shouldnt that be enough to satisfy them? i know its sort of different circumstances, but i just thought i would vent along with you. maybe we should have anoter cup-game party to cheer us up! =oD
Dude, you rock! You are totally taking responsibility for just about everything in your life right now, and I've never heard you complain about it. It seems like you are handling all of it extremely maturely! As for your parents, they will have to realize at some point that you are an adult, and they don't really have any control over your life anymore (especially since they are not giving you any money). My parents have given up on curfews for me, but still try to give me "direction" as they call it (ie, lecturing and talking to me as if I'm still 12). It's like some kind of double standard or something, like you're only an adult when it's convient for your parents. Argh. I feel your pain, sista.
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