Troubled

I always thought my mother and I were simply just not meant to have a good

relationship. I love my mother with all my heart but as a person she can be extremely

difficult to get along with and really talk to. I complained that she didn’t understand me

and that she didn’t know what it was like to be me. It wasn’t until I overheard a

conversation she had with my oldest sister, Lizeth that I realized things might not be

exactly as I perceived them to be.

It was a regular day like any other. I was sitting at the computer doing my

homework when I heard my mother’s car pulling into the driveway. I felt my stomach

turn because I didn’t know what mood my mother would be in that day when she walked

through the door. All I could think about is what excuse she might fin...