Sitting in a coffee shop, I overhear snippets of conversation between a mother and her teenage daughter sitting right next to me.
The mother is hungry for validation and keeps touching her daughter’s hair. The girl asks her to stop at least three times.
The mother whines for her daughter to pay attention to her. When the girl gets up to leave, she says no to her mother’s request for a goodbye kiss. Mom whimpers, “Can you at least run your cheek along mine and give me some affection?”
I cringed at the mom’s lack of boundaries. The daughter, though obviously annoyed at the same time, seemed relatively unfazed, as if she was used to it...