<p>My mom was the one who pushed me to do stuff in school. I picked up the cello in 5th grade, I started the desire to make good grades sometime in elementary school, I took up honors classes, I joined my school’s math club in 9th grade, and other academic influences.</p>
<p>We drifted apart after the summer math camp before 9th grade. She became more in tune with her faith and less conversations with me at dinner. Of course, high school was the time I was exploring my personal desires and forming my beliefs in life. During my sophomore year, a teacher taught me how to meditate. I had a meditation session weeks later that revealed an epiphany. </p>
<p>My mother actually doesn’t show concern/caring about my life (or at least she has strange priorities). She says she wants me to make good grades, but she refers me to ask other people for help. Whenever I talk about my day, she looks away and busies herself with a task. My mother would pay money for my orchestra trips to festivals, but not pay her time to attend my concerts. I am able to eat dinner with her friends’ kids, but not allowed to visit my classmates’ houses ( my social life ): ). </p>
<p>Weeks ago, I failed my AP Chemistry class. She flipped and gave me an ultimatum to cancel all my extracurricular activities and regain my science credit through an online class. Ignoring the drama for a bit, it seemed like failing made my mother decide to care about me again.</p>
<p>Everyday, she reminds me to do my online class… and asks nothing else about my school life. She doesn’t ask “Oh, you have a 100 question drug exam in two days? Do you need help?” or “Do you have another 40 calculus problems to do for homework tonight?”. I don’t think she understands the schedule of a high school student with 4 AP classes, a medical career class, the 2nd most difficult orchestra class, and clubs. </p>
<p>Whenever she has the day off, I stay after-school and do schoolwork to prolong the time before having to hear her complaining that I’m slacking off. </p>
<p>I want my mom to care about me… but I don’t want to keep hearing that she cares about me finishing my astronomy class. It’s like she cares more about that class than my efforts to enjoy and graduate my last year of high school.</p>
<p>This is a strange post… and definitely not all my opinion about my relationship with her… but I thought this was a perfect place to vent.</p>