My mother has always been very honest. She tells me good things, at least I'm pretty sure but naturally I remember the negative more because of my young adult female psychee. Regardless, sometimes I wish she would lie.
I have a sister, she is older than me, 10 years older. The other day at dinner we were chatting about how pretty she is. My mom then commented "she has crows feet, she's getting old." I said, big deal, I have them too"
..."Yeah, you do. And a zit on your chin."
Hurrah!
I then spent the next 2 days picking at said zit and now it is slowly taking over my face. Oops.
My best friend just texted me. She is going to Boston today with her mom. Apparently upon looking at things to do her mother found something she thought my friend would be interested in.
"I think you're going to like this place! Its a tour of someone's house! She was a suffragette, she never got married and never had children and she was a landscape designer!"
Apparently my friend is doomed to be an empty wombed environmental terrorist.
Her mother gave her a complex.
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