I had a great childhood, but my mum really struggled with me after 12.
Very little was ever banned, but everything was belittled and judged, so that I felt like I didn't to go on a date or try wearing make up. Even now I feel so conscious if I dare put on a pair of shorts.
The only thing that was ever banned was renting. She has the most enormous chip on her shoulder about paying rent, not a mortgage, and so I was never able to move out at uni.
I couldn't even go and properly enjoy nights out because she would insist on picking me up.
I finally managed to move out at 25, but that coincided with most of my friends starting to settle down and so I am finding it difficult to socialise.
Every time she phones me she says 'no plans for the weekend? why not?' or if I do have plans, she gets ridiculously excited and makes a huge deal of it.
I feel like yelling BECAUSE OF YOU at times...