where the ducks live

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

my mother.

i called my mom last night,
and guess what, for the very first time,
i felt i can talk about everything to her.

i know... weird huh?
for the longest time, ever since high school,
i was traumatized talking about one particular thing.
since she's always get panicky about things,
i decided there are things in my life she shouldn't even know about.

anyways, my panic level and stress level were building up.
and i decided just to blab everything towards her.
it's kinda comforting the fact that she's not overly dramatic about things.
i was amazed.

and it felt really good!
so now, basically she started to understand 90% of me.
(the 10% are basically the stuff that would freak her out)

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