Truth

The truth is… I get upset whenever I look at my daughter. She’s in high school now. I have moments with her that I have actually enjoyed, but more often than that I feel anger whenever I see her. Ever since she was a kid, almost everything she does just annoys me. I don’t have this problem with my son. I love my son, but I think I hate my daughter. Whenever something good happens to her, I feel the need to put a stop to it. My daughter gets complimented pretty often when we go to the mall and when that happens I have the urge to embarrass her so I can wipe that smile off her face. My daughter comes off as an extroverted kind of kid so I never let her out of the house unless it’s for school or if me or my husband is taking her with us somewhere. I know it drives her crazy, but when she cries I smile. She apparently is being eyed for some scholarships for college and right now I’m working on convincing my husband to side with me and stop her from going to any good colleges. I don’t know why, but when I look at my daughter, I just feel so much anger. I feel like she doesn’t deserve to have this nice life. We’re not rich by any means, below middle class even, but if I have to be honest, I think I’m jealous of her life and because of that I’m determined to hold her back as much as possible. I know that makes me a bad mom, but I don’t care. Whenever she tries to get me in trouble it’s easy for me to just cry and talk about how much of an overworked mom I am and that’s usually enough to get people off my back. It’s great. I can see my daughter losing that light. I’d rather my son be successful over her.

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Diane Home January 26, 2026 at 3:22 am 0 0