mom just lectured her about how she shouldn't be so calculative with me 'cause she said the reason why she didn't wash the 1 plate and 1 cup that was in the sink is because she thought that belonged to me.
well, i thought so too.
but hadn't she realise that i do not leave my dishes for her to wash?
i don't need her to wash my dishes, and neither do i want to wash hers.
by keep a wide and clear line between us, i feel so much better emotionally.
if i treat her nicely, i feel that i'm doing myself a big disservice.
as though i treating my enemy chocolate ice cream.
they say to treat enmity with kindness.
to others, maybe i will.
to her?
sorry ma'am, the only time i'll harbour such goodwill is when i've gone bonkers.
not even when i'm on my deathbed that i'll show her such goodwill.
because she ain't worth any goodwill.
i think such people are called ingrates, if i'm not wrong.
show an ingrate kindness and she will give you a mirror and show you a fool.
