This morning I was greeted by a nice breakfast my mom had warmed up for me, accompanied by a glass of orange juice. Immediately after my first few bites she began to unload, talking about the reltionship dilemma of another family member and her own situation. This was just a few minutes after I had woken up. I have discussed this with her more and more lately, her venting or discussing negative situations so early in my day; however, she still hasn't caught on. At last, I finally said something like "Isn't there any other news? Like nice, positive stuff?", and I repeated this several times to show I meant this earnestly and not as a personal insult towards her behavior. My mother still seemed mildly offended, though I had done my best not to. It's just me and her in the home and she doesn't really have anyone else to vent to. It's been like this since I was a child, her always venting to me. I don't like this parentification, and will she ever realize that?
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