My *Wonderful* Mother

I just got home from the dentist, everything’s going good, at least I have no oral diseases. But I do have a cavity, a tiny one on the last tooth my dentist checked. My dentist looks like a knock-off guido, not that it matters, just thought that I’d throw that in there, Anyway, well Mom’s not happy. She seems to think that I enjoy spending money because I “can’t rush my teeth right.” Obviously she doesn’t know me. I absolutely, positively hate making my father spend extra money on me. I hate being a burden on somebody. And sometimes I feel like I’m just that, especially at that moment. Sometimes, a lot of times, my mom just makes situations so much worse than they already are. As if I didn’t feel bad already…