Strangest Conversation

On Saturday I went out of town with my mom to attend a concert that her distant cousin was preforming at and do a small marathon run the morning after. I just went to get out of the house. I wasn’t a problem the whole trip. I drove when asked, did what was asked of me, and just maintained an amicable disposition. Then out of no where my mom blind sides me about… I’m not even sure what. Something about not connecting with her or my father. Not being happy around them. I wasn’t doing anything to them. I don’t know what she wanted me to say. I just said that I’m quiet and I like being by myself. That didn’t seem to satisfy her. It was extremely uncomfortable. Especially because we were in a public place when she had her mini breakdown. It’s weird I can’t even be emotionless without getting shit. The only reason why I ever write here is to catalogue my thoughts. Specific moments in my life that I think are worth talking about. Mainly because I can’t even forget about them if I wanted to, but writing it down at least it makes it clearer. For whatever that’s worth. But honestly I really want to forget about this one. So I’m not really sure why I’m writing it down beyond it being a habit. Either way it was a genuinely horrible experience.