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 A close high school friend reached out earlier to me asking about my availability this coming Saturday. Another friend has been asking for a get-together.  I don't want to go. So I made up an excuse that my family is going somewhere and am not sure if I can make it. I told my Mom about it as soon as I sent the message. She said I should go. I said I don't want to. She asked why not. I said I don't have a budget for a get-together. She said she will give me a thousand pesos, would it suffice. I don't want her money, I just don't want to go. We dropped the issue and moved on to our shared interest of the K-drama world. As soon as I read that it was a sort of reunion, my mind was set on not attending. Yes, they are beloved friends who I see occasionally every other year. Or every two years or maybe three. I just do not have the energy to go through the sorts. I already feel drained having to sit and eat and listen and socialize. What if I missed out and maybe enjoyed ...

 Have you been compared to one or both of your parents? Lately, my Mom has been comparing me with my Dad, citing how similar we are or that I can be his twin. There should be no qualms about this. After all, I am my father's daughter, we share DNA. My only caveat is I don't like being compared to him. Maybe a decade ago, I would be proud. He was a responsible father and a very good provider. But after 2014 I loathed being compared to him. Especially if the comparison comes from my Mother.  2014 was a very traumatic time in our family - my father had an affair with his high school sweetheart, has left home and has been living with her for the last decade or so. My Dad and I share the same temperament. Our zodiac sign is Sagittarius with our birthdays with just 10 days in between. If that says anything.  His wrongdoing offended me. It hurt when I witnessed my Mom cry over him. 30 years down the drain. The first five years there was obvious distaste when meeting with Dad. Mo...