soundtrack: shirely bassey: easy thing to do (n.o.w remix)

you know, i think i'm a fairly nice person. i like to help people; i don't like to see people suffer, so i give them advice. apparently, mom doesn't take very kindly to mine.
i'm an observer; i observe things, patterns of behavior. if mom is struggling with something, i suggest things to her. she doesn't want me to do this anymore. she takes my suggestions as a form of talking back.
"i'm your mother and you should respect me," she says. i'm sorry. i'm too old to go around blindly respecting people anymore. she doesn't want to make an effort, simply explaining that it's just the way 'she grew up'. but i'll respect her enough to giver her wish. i won't say anything. if there's an easier way or a shortcut, i won't mention it. i'll let her take the long, hard road. because that's the way she wants it to be.

i'm frustrated, upset and very disappointed.