My mom made hurtful remarks today by comparing me, an artist, to vincent van gough. At first it sounded like a good thing being compared to a famous artist but the way she phrased it has let me down.
Ever since I finished my O-level exams, I’ve been trying to be proactive and drawing more since I have more free time but my mom began to compare my life with van gough’s one and the “gypsy” remark came in. She even brought up the topic of van gough having had lived with a prostitute which was super irrelevant because I’m a girl and a minor to add on.
She doesn’t seem to respect boundaries or personal space. Whenever I ask her to leave every time she enters my room to make nasty remarks she just stays there and continues. But sometimes an impulse gets to me where I have to hold her hand to lead her out which results in her beating my arm.
I get what she says is mostly related to my physical well-being, taking care of the skin and all but its too far. I thought things would get better after the exam but no it became worse.
Today I cried in front of her, which she hates or 100% doesn’t give a damn but I don’t care what she thinks too, except deep down I hate crying in front of her because it’s her and her personality.
How do I deal with this.