Any Advice On This?

[homeschoolmom]

So, I know I shouldn't be too open with family matters, but seeing as how I literally can't go to my parents for this, I think I'm excused for once.

 

So, my relationship with my parents is awkward. I feel so uncomfortable around them. I can't be myself around them. They think I hate life and am not talkative, when in reality I have no ill-will towards life and I am very talkative, just not to them. I can't smile or laugh or anything around them because I just feel so uncomfortable. I don't know why, but I am. I can talk to anyone else openly but them. Am I just being a teenager, or is there something else? Also, is there anything I can do besides manning up and ignoring my uncomfortable feeling and just being myself around them? I think perhaps maybe I'm afraid of being judged by them somehow, which explains why I ardently refuse to sing in front of them (Singing obviously being a huge part of who I am). I can't talk religion with them, every time we pray together I feel uncomfortable, etc. I feel uncomfortable talking around them to which they then sometimes ask if I'm okay, which makes me uncomfortable!!!

 

I'm pretty sure my teenagers could have said pretty much the same about me and HSDad, even though we have a pretty good relationship and are pretty able to talk about anything. Yet I'm sure they each feel that we don't understand them, or that we don't like certain things about them (ie we "judge" them) and they feel awkward. It's pretty typical teenager behavior.

[Lilllabettt]

My parents never hesitated to talk to me about anything - which meant I knew about all kinds of things I probably shouldn't  have-- like about their sex lives. And all that sharing didn't translate into okey dokey lemon smokey. When I was growing up, my mother once said, and I quote: "I don't see why I should take care of you, when I don't get any entertainment value out of you at all." They feared my judgment, not the other way around. I was the super responsible easy listening Republican. They were the "damn hippies."

 

Now I live a thousand miles away. And one or the other calls me twice a day, every day. As I type this my mother is on speaker phone; she has been rattling away for 45 minutes.

 

iow ... I kind of doubt you need to work on your "relationship."  If your dad had been in prison for 10 years then yeah, time to work on your relationship

But this ... don't sweat it. Time will pass, it will either change, or not. And Its neither "good" or "bad." It just is.  Sometimes we make ourselves stupid analyzing this stuff.

 

 

 

[ardillacid]

I'm drunk, so I'm not going to offer any advice.

 

:rolleyes:

 

As if that has ever stopped you before.