LIFE SUCKS

Motherly Love

I was only on one date in high school. I was about 15 at the time. We left before my mother got home from work, but when I got back, I felt like I was in the interrogation room for the LAPD, being interrogated by the "Bad Cop".
"What movie did you see?" I told her. (??)
"What was it about?" I told her. (??)
"When did it end?" I told her. (??)
"Where did you go after that?" To eat ice cream.
"Where else did you go?" No where.
"Who paid for what?" I told her. (today I can't remember)
I wanted to scream, "WE DIDN'T HAVE SEX, SO SHUT UP!!!", but I didn't, because I was going to church at the time, and that wouldn't have been "Honoring to thy father and mother."
From then on, I felt that it was just easier to not go on another date, for fear of getting interrogated by the Homocide Detective, otherwise known as "Mother".
I wonder if that's why I'm so screwed up that I'll probably never get married.
I guess I'll just live my sucky life by myself. Why should anyone else have to put up with my life?????