Family,  Food

Me, Mom, and Food

When my mom and I get into a fight, she usually makes up for it by giving me money to buy food. I take advantage and ask to buy food that I can’t normally afford, so I usually end up buying at Taco Bell (yes, my allowance can’t afford Taco Bell huhu) or Wendy’s, with a Dairy Queen Blizzard on the side.
And when my mom and I fight in a mall, she knows that the only way to get the sulky scowl off my face is to feed me. When that happens, we usually go to a somewhat expensive restaurant, like Pancake House, Conti’sFive Cows, or Burgoo. The two of us have this unspoken understanding: that when I’m down, food can cheer me right up.

Last night, I got home at around 1:30AM (don’t ask), and my mom was predictably pissed about it. Which is why I was surprised that when she got home, she brought with her a box of Meiji Macadamia chocolates. She then said, “Yan ah, kahit bad girl ka na, binibilhan pa rin kita.”
Thank god chocolate has endorphin-producing capabilities, assuaging the guilt I felt for causing my mom so much trouble lately.

Ela is a twentysomething who is constantly getting stuck in self-destructive behavior and bouts of low self-esteem. She struggles with depression and writes to relieve herself of her feelings. Sometimes she even blogs about other things like makeup and positivity. One of her pieces was published in the Inquirer Young Blood in October 2017. She likes cats, dogs, and sometimes even people.

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