Arguing with my mom is possibly the worst thing that can happen on a good day for me. There’s just something about it that wrecks my entire day,…

Arguing with my mom is possibly the worst thing that can happen on a good day for me. There’s just something about it that wrecks my entire day, though I’m not sure if it’s me feeling angry at her or feeling sorry because I had made her angry. I would think it’s a teen thing, picking arguments over small matters to attempt to get across feelings on a big issue though I find it funny that adults still do the same thing. People pick at things, though I think it would just be better to say what we really think. … Just not to our parents’ faces. They don’t like to be scared senseless with our thoughts; we don’t like to be scared senseless either by loud voices or passive aggressive remarks. So which road do we take: the high road, full of silent bliss in the face of anger; or the low road, full of matched volume and bitterness. Neither works for me. Either way I come out the loser. How about you guys? I just wait for those golden opportunities for peace called ultimatums. Taking them really gives you the upper hand. … Only if they don’t follow through.   – Eric

 

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