She is driving me insane. She's about to start college and i'm delighted for her. There is a zoom orientation with a final year student later today and she's already come to me for ''counselling'' a few times today. What will I do? What will i say? and I've reassured her that all she has to do is sit and listen and maybe have a list of her questions with space underneath to write in what she wants to know. She's nervous though, so i"ve reminded her that she isn't performing here! her role is to be one of a group who listens. There are going to be ice breakers and she said she doesn't know what to say, so i made a couple of suggestions and they were all mocked. I said, well then, just say you love Harry Styles and grays anatomy, don't over think it.
She wants to get her hair done Monday or Tuesday and I've had to endure about ten conversations about how much it will be, (ring and ask?!) whether or not she should transfer money from her savings in to her bank, will the hairdresser take card or cash or just cash, or just card? how long it will take to get in to town and do what she needs to do and get back.
She's also supposed to be doing drama (a long running hobby) and she was supposed to tell the drama teacher when she was free. She has made so many mountains out of this. She wants to do drama! She doesn't want to do drama! I felt bad because we'd told the teacher she was signing up again. Now she says I talked her in to it. I got so frustrated I told her I did not care whether she did drama or not, that it was her decision to do it, not do it. I do not care, but that if she bails now, I'll still feel obliged to pay the teacher. She is now stomping around the house screaming I hate you.
I just want her to make these decisions on her own. I work hard all week and I'm a single parent and when I get home, i'm so tired and i just want to relax and not be grilled and involved in every tiny decision that another adult has to make for themself.
I am the opposite of controlling. My mother was so controlling it did my head in. I wasn't allowed a perspective. I'm still not. I'm encouraging my dd to make her own decisions but she seems to need to involve me in all the thought processes along the way even though it's a long and fickle process!
ARGH! I' m too tired to endure this constantly.