
Remind Me
By Storybird

20 Nov, 2023

The argument was in full swing, voices ricocheting off the four walls of the small living room. The mother, hardened by years of tough love, stood her ground while the daughter, her heart pounding in her chest, let her feelings pour out.

"I've been holding my breath counting to 10 over something you said," the daughter began, her voice barely above a whisper. She was trying to maintain control, to keep the tears at bay.

The mother just watched her, her expression unreadable. She was used to these confrontations, the growing tension between them becoming a daily routine.

"I've been holding back tears while you're throwing back beers. I'm alone at home, and you know I'm afraid of change," the daughter continued, her voice breaking.

The mother sighed, her eyes flicking to the beer bottle on the coffee table. She was well aware of her drinking problem, but she couldn't find the strength to address it.

"Guess that's why we stay the same," the daughter concluded, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. The mother remained silent, her gaze fixed on her daughter's teary eyes.

"So tell me to leave. I'll pack my bags, get on the road. Find someone that loves you better than I do, mama, I know," the daughter challenged, her voice trembling.

The mother's heart ached at her words, but her stubbornness refused to give in. "Because you remind me every day I'm not enough," the daughter added, her voice barely a whisper.

The mother's silence was deafening, the weight of her daughter's words sinking in. She was torn between wanting to comfort her child and being too hurt to respond.

"But I still stay," the daughter confessed, finally breaking the silence. "Feels like a lifetime just trying to get by while we're dying inside." Her voice was thick with emotion.

"I've done a lot of things wrong, loving you being one," she admitted, her voice barely audible. "But I can't leave. You remind me every day I'm not enough, but I still stay."

The mother was taken aback by her daughter's confession. She knew their relationship was strained, but she didn't realize how deeply it affected her daughter.

"Fine, go. Good luck finding someone like me," the mother retorted, her voice harsher than she intended. She was trying to hide her pain, but it was evident in her eyes.

The daughter looked at her mother, her heart heavy. She knew her mother was hurting just as much as she was, but she felt trapped in this cycle of pain.

She stood there, contemplating her next move. Leaving felt like the only option, but something held her back. She looked at her mother one last time before turning away.

But instead of heading towards her room to pack her bags, she found herself sitting down next to her mother. "I can't leave," she admitted, her voice barely audible.

The mother turned to look at her, her eyes filled with surprise. She had expected her to leave, to walk away just like she had said. But here she was, choosing to stay.

"I'm not going anywhere, mama. I can't leave you alone," the daughter said, her voice firm. She had made her decision, and she was sticking to it.

The mother was silent for a moment before she finally broke down. Tears streamed down her face as she pulled her daughter into a tight hug. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

The daughter held her tight, tears streaming down her own face. It was a moment of shared pain, but also shared love. And in that moment, they both felt a glimmer of hope.

They knew things wouldn't change overnight. Their relationship was still strained, and there were still issues to address. But for the first time in a long time, they were willing to try.

The daughter decided to stay, not because she felt obligated, but because she loved her mother. Despite their differences, she knew they could work through their issues together.

The mother, for her part, realized how much her actions had hurt her daughter. She vowed to change, to be a better mother, and to show her daughter that she was indeed enough.

As they sat there, holding each other, they made a silent promise to each other. They would work through their issues, they would communicate, and most importantly, they would love each other unconditionally.

And so, they embarked on a journey of healing and forgiveness, a journey that was undoubtedly going to be tough, but one they were ready to take on together. Because in the end, love always finds a way.