It has yet to erupt fully, but I can already feel myself getting prickly with my parents.
Nothing major has happened: a pointed comment here, an unwanted lecture there.
It is a familiar feeling that I remember from high school, though it is now coupled with something else: guilt.
Perhaps it took going away and meeting new people and learning about their family dynamics, but I've been feeling incredibly blessed about how wonderful my parents are. They are so helpful and willing to support me financially. They feed me, they clothe me. They are even granting me a remarkable amount of freedom.
Of course, I am going to feel like they are harshing my mellow when they ask me if I am studying enough or getting enough sleep. It would be easy to get mad at them - but I am trying my best not to. They do so much for me, they don't deserve my anger.
It will be tough to hold my anger - I can already feel it seeping into my tone sometimes. I will undoubtedly have to find some sort of way to communicate the negative things effectively.
The challenge is particularly strong with my mother. In many ways, we are remarkably similar. That causes us to butt heads almost as much as our differences.
Much like everything else I have mentioned, I will have to keep you posted.
So many challenges, so little time.
Little Tornado
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