Friday morning

Mom decided to get out of bed before I was done lifting weights. Which meant she felt the need to sit there, stare at me, and make comments. She asked me a question. I answered curtly.

Mom: You've become very... harsh. Cold. Something's happened.

I wanted to say, "you happened." But all I said was,

A.: Could I please get through my workout without a lecture?

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I told dad about the exchange. He said he gets that stuff every day, and that he gets that mom is feeling 'unloved' but it's hard to display affection toward someone who's constantly criticizing and nagging at you.