Getting treated like I am five is starting to get really old. I never thought that moving back with my mother and family from being out on my own would result in being treated like a child. I would understand if I acted like one, they would treat me like that but honestly I think I have really held my own so far. The first week i got here i started looking for jobs, researched for school, and had to fight the reality I was alone. Being that my family was so supportive of my moving back to California and thought it would be a really good thing to be around my family more and that they wanted me around, made it a whole lot easier in the decision to move away from my entire life. I agree that the choices I was making at the time were not legal or bright, but at the same time i wasn't in jail or a crack head. Coming here and experiencing the way they show their love is tough. As much as everyone else thinks they don't belong in the family, I think I'm the one displaced. I am the one with a sense of humor, I am the one who likes to look good, I am energetic, outgoing, and don't care if I embarrass myself. Getting made fun of every time I get a picture taken, how i dress, and the way i talk... doesn't hurt, it is just annoying. The hurting part is I am the one who is always being disrespectful, oblivious to others feelings, and selfish. HELLO! If i were to take life so seriously and care so much about what people thought of me, my life would be a living hell. But my life up to now has been pretty fucking awesome. I have found a job, I have picked up after myself, do something when asked, and have watched the things I say since I have been here. You would think i would get some notability for that. I get that they care and love me and all that shit, but the day after i had found out i got my job here, they asked me if i had put in more applications elsewhere and trying to get me a second job. Yes i do want a second job but get off my freaking back, give me some time, Jesus. To get to the point I literally just got sent to my room. I had thought my grandma in a picture had looked like Ronald Mcdonald. Not that she does at all, because for a grandma i think she is pretty damn good looking. The picture was deformed which made her face look longer and her smile bigger and the fact that she has red hair topped it off. After noticing this i couldn't help but to show my mother and we began to laugh. Apparently my grandma was upset about us laughing, not even knowing what we were laughing about which is just lame.... or entirely stupid. Grandma started cleaning up rapidly and while she was doing this i thought she looked funny being in such a rush. I had no idea at this time she was mad about the laughing. So i continued laughing of how ridiculous she looked cleaning. Then out of nowhere my mother says sternly "Go to your room"... I still had no clue she was upset and looked at my mom in a slightly confused(what the fuck??) way. Then the table was silent and i realised that my grandma wasn't cleaning hurriedly to get out of the wind but because she was overreacting. Soon after i got a lecture of how inconsiderate i was and i don't care about hurting peoples feelings. I looked at my mother and said, "You know that you were laughing too right?" thinking that she forgot she was in on it too. Because i continued laughing I was the inconsiderate one... SWEET. I talked to my friend about this, and she told me that maybe they are unaware of treating you like a child because you didn't grow up around them so they know you as the little girl they knew, not as a young lady learning everything about life. I am just annoyed... wouldn't you be?
-Ash
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