but even the smallest thing like asking her to cook the remaining cob of corn in the fridge can be misinterpreted.

i asked her nicely to throw in the last bit of baby corn in when she cooks later and she goes

mum: 'why don't u put it in your salad?'
me: 'cuz im too lazy to cook!' (thats why i eat salad - everything is raw!)

mum: 'why dont u think about it this way - if you don't cook the corn it's gonna spoil'

me: 'there's only one left! i ate the rest! do you even know what im talking about??'

and she insists she does

mum: 'sometimes the things you say are so frustrating!' (i could say the same thing to her)

and i take out the miserable yellow stick from the fridge thinking wtf.

i am so tired of this! i don't believe we have EVER had 'an exchange of words' where we truly understood what each of us was saying. i don't understand it. we might as well be speaking different languages
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actually it's not just that. i can't believe how different i am to my mum. i wouldnt say we were 180degrees apart, but it is likely to be 160degrees.