tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36820595.post2370012384923548983..comments2023-09-10T00:27:49.941-07:00Comments on My Life, My journey: frustration building....Mikeyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01496774840232416833noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36820595.post-61421416021772878152007-01-29T20:30:00.000-08:002007-01-29T20:30:00.000-08:00So it would seem that you just went to work about ...So it would seem that you just went to work about now...before I start, just remember you asked for my opinion :)<br /><br />Seeing as I know your mom, and most everything that's going on right now, I'm going to first ask if she gave you a reason for saying no so quickly? Like, "Don't even think about it...you have this, this, and this to worry about first." or something to that effect? I'll say this, if she didn't say it out loud, I'm sure she was thinking it. Seeing as I have about six years experience on you on this I'll let you know what I've learned. A lot of times mom knows best, she's just not the best at explaining why and we get frustrated when we get a "because I'm the mom that's why" kind of answer. Please note, I'm speaking from my own experience with my mother at this point. And trust me, I know where you are coming from with the whole if I lived on my own perspective, but I have to say, if you lived on your own you probably wouldn't have the money to go to California for a concert, at least I don't have the money to do anything except pay bills, if you do more power to ya. :) I understand your frustration with living at home, I really do. My mom and I discovered we are much better friends when I don't live under her roof. But with room to grow out on our own also comes responsibility of paying bills such as rent, water, gas, electric, cable, internet, food, toiletries, you get the idea, all the things we took for granted that were provided to us are now our responsibility. We may fall on our face so to speak the first time we are out on our own (again, speaking from experience) but it's trying that makes us grow. If you really want to go to the concert, prove to your mom you are responsible enough to go. Start doing things that are expected of you before you are even asked and things like that. Okay, I'm rambling. I think I text you my email this morning, if you want to continue this convo, shoot me an email and we'll keep talkin' :DLucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10325628894946403950noreply@blogger.com