...Was my mom almost about to say she's under no legal obligation to keep me here and if I disagree I can leave?
This right here is why I feigned disinterest in voting. This right here is why I'm forced to vote Republican or not vote at all.
I see many years of halfhearted "yeahs" in my future where I feign agreement with stuff I disagree with. Bless my uber-Christian, conspiracy theorist grandma. The best thing she did for me when she was here, aside from loving me, was train me for this. "Yeah"-ing off stuff about the antichrist prepared me for "yeah"-ing off harsher realities.
And now I'm crying, mostly because I miss said grandma, but also because of how close-minded and ugly my mom gets when presented with my differing opinion. The daughter she's fought tooth and nail for, for years when no else would. Was she really considering throwing me out because one of my Facebook friends made a post about how all Trump supporters should unfriend him? Thank goodness I hadn't hit "like" on the post.
Granted, I didn't let my mom finish her sentence, reassured her that I just don't really want my mom fighting with my friends (because she had left a comment on the post) and said some good things about Trump to calm her down. So maybe she wasn't really about to say what I think she was going to say, but it sure did seem like it. And that's really scary.
On the bright side, I'm surprised at how well I handled the situation. Peacefully resolved things with both mom and friend.















