I've ended my Christmas day in tears over my mum's hopeful comments that my life might be different by next year.
I've struggled with social skills my entire life. I'm very isolated and an underachiever in education and work but I'm rarely bothered by it. I'm happy.
The older I get, now very late 20s, the more my mum talks about me meeting somebody, making friends, getting a better job, like I've been deliberately avoiding those things all these years. She's never accepted that I struggle with social interaction. It's always somebody else's fault not my problem.
I wish she was the sort of person who could be proud of me as me, even if I am a bit different, rather than comparing me to my brother and sister, my cousins, her friends' children, random people I went to school with... and wishing I was more like them.
I'm not really sure what I'm asking. Has anybody ever been on either side of this and managed to somehow have a conversation that got you and your parent/child on the same page about it? I guess I can't change how she feels about my (lack of) achievements but I wonder if I could make her understand that I'm not the sort of person who's ever going to have a career, husband and social circle but I am truly happy.