Change

When I was 14 years old I believed that the only people that could give me good advice were my friends. Whenever I had a problem or just needed someone to talk to I would go to my friends because I felt that no one else could have understood without any judgement. However, from time to time I would hear about hoe one of my friends asked her mom for advice whenever she had any sort of problem. I remember thinking, "wow, her mom must be really cool." Of course, I was a little bit jealous that her mother could be someone that she could talk to. Never in a million years could I have such an open relationship with my mother like she had with hers.

I always thought that my mom would simply not get any of my problems. Maybe she would have even told me something like, "well, that doesn't sound like the type of person that should be friends with my daughter." An answer like that were exactly the type of answers that I was trying to avoid so I never really confided in her with any of my teen drama. However, as time went on, I began to get bigger problems. I like to call these type of problems as "adult problems." My friends just simply seemed too immature and too unaware of how to handle them. Slowly I began to talk to my mom about it. It wasn't that I was seeking any advice from her. IN a way I guess it was just goo to have somebody listen and actually be able to say, " oh I remember, I had something similar happen to me." As I began to talk to her more and more about my problems, it eventually turned into us being able to just talk and update each other on what was going on in our lives.

Even though it took quite some time for my mom and I to be able to communicate it has made a huge difference in our household. I no longer feel like I can't talk to anybody in my house and we actually have conversations during dinner time instead of watching TV.