Let me interject here that while I was in school and since then I have never used drugs, drank alcohol, smoked anything legal or not. I graduated still a virgin, didn't get knocked up in HS or anything. Basically was a good kid and didn't cause her any BIG worries. The worst thing she could say about me as a kid was I got mostly C's on my report card.
Hmm...not meaning to hijack the thread VA, but I would like to comment on Nijinsky3's post; and maybe even get some help at once.
All teenagers have had at some point differences with their parents. As most of you might have noticed, hispanic cultures tend to be more uptight that others and parents tend to be over-protective...especially when it's a girl.
Well in my house I am the baby...I only have one brother who is 9 years older than me. We get along wonderfully, it couldn't be any better; he's my best friend. I was borned and raised in PR, moved to FL when I was 16 y/o. My whooole life changed and with that attitude also changed. Well...apart from the natural change of life as a teenager, hormones acting up, etc; I also had to deal with starting a complete new life. Other than my parents I didn't know anyone here, no family, no friends...just letters, and letters, and more letters. With God's help I was able to surpass all those changes positively and started college, working, driving, etc.
Now on to my parents, whom I love dearly; but can't understand and frustrate the heck out of me sometimes.
I've always been daddy's little girl...and I know I'll always be no matter if I'm 90 y/o. This is not always something good.
My dad has not caught up yet to the fact that I am 25 y/o, capable of making my own decisions and that generations have changed since he was raised. I've had huge arguments with him just for having a different point of view/opinion on something, for not doing things the way they used to during his time, for not been open to them, and the list goes on. One of the most popular arguments is not having a relationship with my mom.
On to mom...
My mom is not a normal mom...at least IMHO. She's great with everyone else, she adooooores my brother...but when it comes to me, everything is different. She has never been my best friend, or a friend for that matter. Although she's been there for me sometimes, she hasn't been there as a "normal" mom is. She's not affectionate, not easy to talk to, not easy to please, loves to find all faults when one does something just because you didn't do it like she does. She never liked going to my games (of any sport) cuz she rather watch the novelas, she never taught me anything about a menstrual cycle...school did, and when it came my dad was the one there for me mostly. I've never been able to sit down and talk to her about "girl stuff", or problems I may have.
The latest...I finally after going thru hell and back, found the love of my life and for whom I'm very grateful to God. Well...we got engaged on May 28th...when we gave them the news there was no congratulations, just complaining of why he didn't go to talk to them first, why it wasn't done in a family reunion, etc. Ohh not to mention how she just started going at it with: now you can learn about responsibilities, and mainting a household, etc.
We had been planning the wedding even before we got engaged...so after it was official I decided to try one more time and get though to her...sat down and started telling her about our plans, showed her the wedding dress I liked from the ones I tried, the bridemaids dressed, the ideas, colors, etc. Her reaction: just a vague noding, not a single word. Well, I may add that thanks to that all the wedding plans are out. My brother and I decided to have a very familiar double wedding with just the 3 families...no big ceremony, just church and a dinner at a restaurant; since they don't really seem to be willing to participate. The only one who's been a little more receptive has been dad trying to help us finding a place to live to have before we marry.
Ok so...mind you that I have NEVER smoke anything in my life, NEVER used or even tried drugs, always gotten good grades, work and study full-time, as hard as school has been I haven't given up, I have gotten home past 3am maybe 3 times (in about 3 years), I rarely go out (even with my fiancé), I've always at least tried to do things within their approval (except for the past year when I got fed up) and at 25 y/o I am still a virgin and have been doing things accordingly, anything else?
So why is it that I still seem not good enough for them? Why is it that they seem to be disappointed in me? That everything I do, no matter how hard I try is wrong?
Anybody?
Sorry for the long e-mail...I guess I needed to vent.