~YOUR THOUGHTS
My mom used to trust me, she doesn’t anyone, so therefor, she won’t let me go out, she won’t let me have my own password on MY laptop, and she follows me, when she DOES let me go out. My mom and I have been fighting like this ever since i started dating this boy. We started dating about three months ago, and I REALLY like him, she won’t let me do anything with him. I cannot even go to the place that he lives and hang out with my friends anymore, I need your help, majorly. I feel like my mom hates me, and doesn’t have faith in me, becuase she should know that I wouldn’t ever get pregnant or any of that stupid junk,
I am only thirteen years old, I know – shocker, but I am. She thinks that I will do anything and everything wrong, or at least “not her way.” She says when I turn eighteen, then I can make my own decisions, I hate that phrase. I don’t want her to use it anymore, I want my moms trust back, PLEASE – PLEASE – PLEASEEEEEE let me know how I can do so. Please ; & Thankyou.
~MY THOUGHTS
Without knowing all the facts, it’s tough to say exactly what is going on between you and your mom. Did you do something to betray your mother’s trust? In other words, did you earn this surveillance?
I remember what 13 feels like. Believe me. I. DO. Your outlook is very normal for this stage of your life. I also completely relate to your mother’s perspective of wanting to protect you from all the things in this world that you think you can handle and she fears you cannot.
I wish I could explain to you just how dicey life can get, but I know that you’ll just roll your eyes and quickly determine that I don’t understand. Again, that is exactly how a 13 year-old would react. As a former teenager, I understand that; I remember what it felt like to feel just worlds apart from my mother.
There must be a place of compromise. I recently had another question very similar to yours. Please read that post and perhaps try some of the same reasonings and negotiations with your mom. Most of all, try to remember that your mom’s reaction comes from a place of fear and intense love. As a mom I understand that, too.
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