In a developing story emerging from the phone call you’re currently on with your mom, it appears she is taking it super personally that you’re in therapy.
Cool! This conversation is going to go perfectly for everyone involved!
While the call started mundanely enough, things took a turn when you offhandedly mentioned you have a therapy appointment later today, at which point your mom got really quiet.
“You’re in therapy? For what?” she asked with obvious derision in her voice, as if this wasn’t an invasive question to begin with. “What do you have to be in therapy about?”
“Oh, nothing crazy,” you started tepidly, clearly trying to avoid the fact that you’re in therapy to process a bunch of stuff she said. “It’s not like I’m in therapy to process a bunch of stuff you said.”
Oops! Too honest! Evasive maneuver time!
“I mean,” you continued before she could jump in. “Uh, I think everyone should go to therapy! I think it’s great for everyone to process their emotions with the help of an impartial third party.”
Sources confirm this was a disastrous move that has only made things worse. She now assumes you think she should be in therapy, which you do, but you didn’t intend to say it out loud.
Rather than address this, however, she instead chose to directly ask what you and your therapist talk about, which does kind of defeat the purpose of therapy.
“Just relationship stuff and, like, um…” you said, grasping for any concept you could throw at her that seemed deserving of therapy but not bad enough that it would become a whole new conversation. “Sexuality stuff! Yeah, just queerness stuff!”
This appeared to be the perfect scapegoat, as it is the one thing for which your mother does not feel responsible.
“Oh,” she said, clearly processing whether she could take personal offense to the fact that you’re struggling to navigate adulthood as a queer person. “That makes sense. Well, you know you can always just talk to me about that stuff.”
You quickly agree, as if talking to her about “that stuff” in high school is not – once again – the reason you are in therapy.
As of press time, your mom has moved on from the therapy conversation to discussing her weekend plans, but sources confirm the subject will re-emerge months from now, when it will be used as ammunition to suggest you have qualms with her parenting.
Awesome! Can’t wait!
