Mothers - Tumblr Posts
This Marlene photograph is a dead ringer for my mother when she was that age. Without the costume, beret, sophisticated attitude, and super-tweaked eyebrows of course. But that's Mom, all right. She never had a discoverer. And wasn't one herself.

no one can ever be better at gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss than brown/desi mothers
![- Won-pyung Sohn, Almond [trans. By Sandy Joosun Lee]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/602838d02a66f6f61295411b8f704f75/17c1f0a0ae570e08-1f/s500x750/4866a0f4ea723ce6b7bac9e5e76de79c7c417bff.jpg)
- Won-pyung Sohn, Almond [trans. by Sandy Joosun Lee]
something about being a daughter of a mother is always going to be tragic

-Amy Tan, The Joy Luck Club
![-Cho Namjoo, Kim Jiyoung, Born 1982 [tr. Jamie Chang]](https://64.media.tumblr.com/4b46873626973d8139478af5db4e63f6/5d11d34964794137-c3/s500x750/b0600f1f42e42be1d70db8e9fe5b805b7ea7dacf.jpg)
-Cho Namjoo, Kim Jiyoung, Born 1982 [tr. Jamie Chang]
a mother-daughter relation is something like 'i know you're hurting, i'm hurting too, i want to tell you i love you, i know i'm the one hurting you, i want to tell you i'm proud of you, you're hurting me too, i wish i could make you proud, i hate you, i wish we were kinder to each other, i know you hate me too, we are broken, we're the strongest people ever, i'm never going to be like you, i understand you, i know you love me too, i wish i could say all of this to you, i wish to run away and never see you again, i wish we would hug very tightly and sob together then maybe the pain and rage will go away, i know we won't ever admit all of this, i hope we'll be okay' "come, dinner's ready" "what is for dinner today?" "i tried making your favourite dish."
My mother just walked into my room and said ‘can i have a place to hide?’ and i have never felt more connected to her than in that moment.Â

This comic is very true to life. I observed many people with babies and wrote this comic.
Anyone else not have any social skills, but their parents is just so good at randomly striking up conversations with anyone in their vicinity.
I'm at a coffee shop and my mom is sitting close. I've just watched her make freinds with a random woman, and here I am in the corner, staring at her like "How???? Where does this endless social skills come from??"
Do all parents have this skill?
Now and then
I have a vivid memory of being 3 years old, waking up early and immediately bursting into tears because I was so distraught about not being asleep any more. The crying was so hysterical that my mother had to comfort me.
I remember her laugh when she figured out why I was crying.
Adult me is really envious of child me for being able to do that and get away with it