Things would change and they have.
I don’t get pocket money from my parents any more. I miss the time I bullied my parents for every little thing. Haggled about the amount of pocket money. I knew eventually I would get everything I wanted but I loved the bargaining I had to do.
Friends stopped being friends. They were too worried about my “schedules”. So either they never called or called at bad times. Didn’t invite/inform me about things they were doing, or just outright abandoned me.
My family became too formal. Everything was said and done the right formal way. I wondered some times where did my whacky crazy family disappear. I miss them sometimes.
I have started eating cereal, granola, brown rice, and other health food. I am actually getting addicted to a few of these things.
People have always been confiding their relationship woes to me. Now they expect me to say something useful or important. I don’t really know any different. I also don’t want to become one of “those people” that dish out advice just becasue they think they can.
All this time my mother wanted to me to be the best daughter-in-law I could be. While I think I am doing a good job of it, I also feel that I am not very good at balancing the daughter-daughter-in-law act.