I love my parents, but sometimes they get on my nerves. I'm 22 and live full time at uni, but you wouldn't always know that if you just knew how my parents sometimes treat me when I go to see them. Yes I appreciate this sounds a teenage-like post; in many ways I feel like I'm having my teenage rebellion now, since I'm just getting out and living my own life free of many things that have held me back (however nicely)
I'm not too close to my father, but he does care about me and show interest--we just have little common interests. In some ways I like him more than my mother though, because he just lets me get on with things. I like being able to live my own life as an independent person, even when I visit my parents.
He shares his opinions about things with me (fair enough if you don't like what I do) but knows not to push them on me if I don't want them. My mother on the other hand can be pushy. She's kind and lovely, but has a strange way of (sometimes) not taking no for an answer. If I do something she doesn't like she can get grumpy. I find it hard to speak to her about the things she "does wrong" or generally annoy me because she'll say "You can't be angry with me!" or "RIGHT you must do X--because I'm worried for you if you don't!" or "You're not angry with me are you? *sadfacesadface*" (as if being angry with someone is something that's bad in itself). For example my mother sometimes buys me clothes, insists that I wear them, hints that I'm being antisocial/grouchy if I don't want to do it, and then either constantly compliments me on how I look or delivers slightly backhanded comments about how the clothes look "oldmanish" and she shouldn't have bought them (even when I'm wearing them). And she doesn't stop either, even when I've done my best to tell her that I appreciate her opinion, but it isn't up for debate ("I'm just saying!"). Whether I'm just too soft hearted and I don't want to hurt her feelings or she's (totally unintentionally, she is a kind person) manipulating me I don't know; probably both. I hate having my feelings invalidated. It's taken me 22 years to realise that there's a difference between feeling anger and lashing out at someone.
It's got to the point now that I feel more able to be passive-aggressive and find funny ways to rebel than actually sit down and speak to my parents about things, because I'm just not sure that they'll listen to me. I feel silly to admit it, but I often don't tell them about the things I'm doing or what I wear because I feel like I need some independence, and if they seem disappointed there's often too much of a feeling that they're embarrassed to know me, or ashamed of their own mistakes which they see in me.
I can see though that she uses some strategies that are very bad. I can't describe them, but I have a similar personality to her, and I'm trying to quit the very same things that I see in her that annoy me, because they've led to the breakup of important relationships for me. I've come to the conclusion that I need more space from my parents: my life is now my own, and I'm just not sure any longer that my parents WILL change, even if I spoke to them. Mother is busy with many other things all at once and seems to be constantly in a rush (and is going through a divorce with my father) and changing her personality just isn't a priority for her. In other ways I'm sorry to admit that I sort of like the attention my parents can lavish on me: rarely do I feel close to anyone else, not to mention the security of having a home-base in a really stressful uni life where my other relationships have collapsed.
Maybe it's the coward's way out, but I have to let my parents go. I'm not sure whether I can deal with the drama any more.