My mother wants me to go to the family therapist. She says she wants peace between us and a whole load of other crap. I personally don't want a referee for any sort of discussion because it's just embarrassing. The last time I really had an argument with my mother, I came to the stunning realization of why we cannot be around each other at all without fighting. It's almost the same reason as why I really did not get along with a gentleman named Patrick at E3.
My mother is incredibly stubborn, does not back down an will never, ever ever admit that she is wrong . A long time ago I had to learn to admit when I was wrong, and that I made a mistake or in general was not THE authority on something. My mother apparently never learned that skill, and since she mainly had contact with her offspring she wasn't about to capitulate to a bunch of brats. But at this point, she really should learn to quietly disagree instead of throwing whatever opinion (informed or not) into a discussion as if it is a fact and challenging everyone else to proove themselves Not Wrong. I'm a stubborn asshole sometimes, and my mother's sort of behaviour brings it out as if you had thrown a flare into a puddle of warm gasoline. This meeting with the "therapist" is not going to go well. 50 minutes? 50 minutes of my mother bitching at a stranger about how I never want to talk to her? This meeting is going to last about 5 minutes and I'm really glad I'll have my car.