I realized sometimes I have the nerve to take my bad moods out on my parents, who love me and support me like nobody else, but never on random acquaintances.
When I'm having a bad day, the pressure to be socially acceptable pushes me to stay chill in public, but when I get home I sort of crumble and burst and sometimes act like a little shyt to people who are absolutely not to blame. And I really shouldn't just bottle in all my frustrations and wait to sulk when I'm home, because the people I'm closest to are the ones who should have me at my best and my most helpful.
I do the same thing with moms. I'm too nice and helpful to outsiders, but wild short and distant with her. Low key I blame her for not pushing me when I was growing up like African and Asian parents. Instead she spoiled me undeservedly and still seems intent on leaving me a 6 figure inheritance.
