You want to cancel lunch with her and lounge all day? She can make you change your mind in less than a second AND you'll show up with flowers and a formally written apology because you were such an awful daughter for even THINKING of cancelling on your sainted mother!!!
Now, don't let me paint my mom in a negative light, she is amazing and honestly..she just knows how to make me see how selfish I can be.
Example Time!! Here is a regular conversation between my mother and myself.
Mom: Are you busy on Saturday?
Me: Well, I was gonna just lounge around and spend time with the husband.
Mom: Oh, well...(In a much softer tone) I was hoping I could get you to help me with something but I guess if your busy I can do it myself...
Me: Oh, well..what do you need help with?
Mom: I'm taking the dogs to the vet and I was needing someone to go with me, having both is just really hard on me...but I (sigh)..I'm sure I can handle it.
Me: No, I can go, it's no big deal.
Mom: No..no..I can do it..maybe I'll just take them one at a time...but gosh gas is so expensive, no, I'll have to take them both at the same time....Maybe your brother could take me..
Me: No mom, I'll go, its fine.
Mom: I don't want you to go if you don't want too..
Me: Mom, I want to go..please for the love of God let me go with you!!
Mom: Ok sweetie, if you really want to go.
That is my reality..my wonderful mother has through the years taught me the fine art of ..THE GUILT TRIP!!
I don't even have kids yet but it's as if I have this super human ability that has been ingrained into me, I can guilt anyone, with anything..is this a good thing? A bad thing? I don't know. But you see, I am still somewhat a novice with the guilt, while I am still more versed than most I have yet to become immune to guilt, of course I still fall for mom's guilt trip..but the real kicker is, that when you are raised by parents that expect you to put others first or suffer the guilt you end up having a really soft heart. And it sucks ass.
Now, I've tried my hardest to be a badass chick that doesn't take crap and can be hella intimidating when she needs to be, but damn it if I don't have the emotions of a five year old. Given the right circumstances, I will cry like a swimmer that has been raped by dolphins. Like, say I'm watching television and that freaking ASPCA commercial comes on with Sarah McLaughlin song in the background and it shows all of the sad and hurt animals that are like "Why don't you love us, we need you" I do three things...I bawl like a baby...hunt for my check book because OBVIOUSLY I have to send the poor babies money...and go adopt a dog. My husband had too put a stop to the last two, or we would have been broke and had a house full of dogs. But do you get what I'm saying? Yes, I know how to use guilt, but guilt still knows how to use me like a cheap violin.
Another Example: This April, I'm going without meat...I've tried this many times before and always failed, but the guilt of eating some poor animal is so freaking strong that I'm sitting here, choking down soy based nuggets that I'm suppose to believe taste like chicken when they taste like some weird garlic and onion turd. You'd think that we've advanced enough that we can make soy taste like freakin chicken, but nooo, I guess science is more concerned with cancer or nuclear war. Well guess what science, not having good tasting options for my semi-vegetarian lifestyle is slightly inconvenient so get off your already busy asses and fix this!!
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| I have no purpose of being here except to make you feel guilty about the melting icecaps, feel my guilt!! |
In conclusion, yes, I'm going to use guilt on my children, because not only do I want kids with good hearts that know how crappy it is to be selfish, I also want someone else around me that is as screwed up as I am.
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