People are always surprised when they find out that I am
ridiculously close to my family. My family being my mother, father and brother
that is…the other parts of my family, not so much.
But seriously, like scary close; my parents are logged in to
my facebook account on their iPhone’s... I let them see everything.
Side note: My father has just figured out how to comment
(partially my fault) on facebook, while logged into my account… damn you
Zuckerberg, damn you.
I don’t hide what I do from them (for the most part). They
know about the blog, what I write (and aspire to write) about, and actually my
mother is a constant source of constructive critism.
“Your last post wasn’t good.”
“Why not?”
“I dunno. You sounded too emotional and moody…. talk about
me more.”
They are ridiculously supportive of me shitting away my
college degree, too. Which, mind you, is a very hard thing for parents to do.
Every parent is just dying to hear their recent college grad say, “Oh hey! Remember all that money we all spent for that little piece of
paper saying I have a degree? Well I’ma hide that in your closest, move to NYC
and be riducously poor for the next 7-13 years! Yay! Now where’s that cake?”
My theory is its cause I was fat for so long as a child.
They knew, that if I knew that my “innerness” sucked AND my “outerness” sucked,
that I would never leave their house, or their side for that matter.
They liked
sex way too much for that ever to be a possible outcome in their future.
Well that and the fact that my mom basically wants to be on
a reality show with me like Kathy Griffin’s mom. And so the immense support
came.
“Mom, I want to be a swimmer!”
“Okay!”
“I want to be a gymnast!”
“Absolutely!”
“I want to be a paleontologist!”
“Sure! Now go look for fossils outside while your father and
I have sex.”
“Wait, what?”
“Look! Chocolate!”
It’s even more surprising that with all this love and support
that I have even found myself attempting to pursue a creative outlet.
Kids with loving families don’t usually end up in the arts;
they end up in a middle management position, with 2.5 kids and 401ks. Happy,
content and settled.
They do not end up constantly debating whether or not they
have enough money for tampons this month, while praying that this whole “health
insurance” hoopla is just a way for corporate America to make you spend more
money unnecessarily, and not an actual necessity to being a functioning part of
society.
You usually have to be shit on constantly by your parents to
want to go into the arts. I was not. Not even by my older brother.
“You know what you’re good at. Don’t let that go.”
He probably won’t remember saying that, and he will probably
deny it later, like any good older brother would. But we were drunk around a
fire pit with some friends when he turned to me and said that. I’ll never forget it. Two minutes later
he asked me if I was a lesbian.
I’ve hit the point where I don’t know how to end the post,
or why I found this subject matter even necessary as a blog post. I’m lucky. I
guess that is what I’m trying to get at. I’m lucky that no matter what I do,
they’ve got my back, which believe the next thing on the list is a doozie…
“Now as my
mother…are you okay with me doing this?”
“…Maybe we just won’t tell your father about this one… just
yet.”
Actually, kids with loving frequently do end up in the arts, because their parents encourage them to follow their passions. Case in point: My sister's an opera singer and scraping by as a journalist. Our parents are lawyers.
ReplyDeleteIt is great to have the support of your family it makes things so much easier. I too have chosen a life in the arts, and I had to sit down with my father and explain to him what that meant. " Listen Dad, I am going to be poor." But they are supportive and tell me that I can do it and that they will take me in if they find me in a box on the street, so it makes me feel better.
ReplyDelete“I dunno. You sounded too emotional and moody…. talk about me more.” - Tick!
ReplyDeleteUnsupportive parents are a 70's trend.
I love your mom's constructive feedback!
ReplyDeleteI sort of feel like you just explained life to me. I came from a loving family, no wonder I am stuck in middle management.
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