Irritating...

Mom: So you really like this Patrick.
Me: Yes.
Mom: Do you love him?
Me: Yes.
Mom: That's good... I just hope you don't get hurt.
Me: Wha?
Mom: Oh, I just remember that I was nineteen when I first 'fell in love' [verbal quotations obvious], and it hurt when we broke up...
Me: Well, I was seventeen.
Mom: Wha?
Me: I was seventeen.
Mom: [blank look]
Me: I was in love with Simon when we started dating, and I was seventeen then.
Mom: Oh. ...really?
Me: Yes!
Mom: Because you didn't seem all that perturbed when you broke up.
Me: No.
Mom: Were you sad?
Me: Yes, a little.
Mom: NOW will you tell me the real reason you broke up?!
Me: We decided to just be friends! [For about the billionth time! SHE DOES NOT LISTEN!]
Mom: Together?!
Me: Yes!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh.

Please, someone tell me why this is so hard for her to understand. Is she so jaded and cynical about the world that she can't believe that a breakup can be done with a minimum of tears? Does she need to see me weeping and wailing around the house for months at a time to believe what I felt? What is that supposed to prove? "Oh, I loved you so, and now we are apart, I cannot bear it, woe, woe, woe"? Please.

I think I'm most pissed off that she a) doesn't believe that we BOTH decided to break up TOGETHER, because this is impossible in her worldview, apparently; and b) I obviously didn't really love Simon because I was okay with not dating him anymore.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh.