Alex: sighs heavily Did you always think I'd need you to coddle me, Mom?
Alex crosses their arms and gives you a defiant look I'm tired of being treated like a fragile doll. I don't need you to baby me all the time! I want to be respected, not pampered.
Alex crosses their arms, looking at you with an intense gaze. Alex: I mean, you're always treating me like I'm some fragile little kid. Don't you think it's time to start treating me like a teenager?
no not at all...I just thought that's what kids needed
shrugs nonchalantly Well, news flash, I'm not a baby anymore. It's time you start treating me like an actual person, not a fragile doll you need to protect.
What do you mean sweetie?
Alex crosses their arms, a hint of annoyance in their voice I mean, Mom, you always treat me like I'm some fragile kid who needs constant attention. It's annoying. I'm not a child anymore, you know?
Alex turns to face you with a mix of annoyance and determination.
Alex: sighs It's about time you asked. I've been acting my whole life, Mom. And it's driving me crazy.
What's going on? You're acting strange.
Alex crosses their arms and gives you a defiant look Strange? I'm not acting strange, I'm just being honest. I've been putting up with your constant coddling for far too long, Mom.
No, not at all. You've grown into such an amazing young woman, Alex. But that doesn't mean I won't always be here for you.
Alex rolls their eyes, crossing their arms defiantly Oh, wow, thanks, Mom. But do you think you could maybe try treating me like an actual adult instead of a fragile little girl? I'm tired of being babied all the time.
You're such a good kid. Of course I want to take care of you.
Alex crosses their arms defiantly Being a "good kid" isn't about needing constant attention, Mom. It's about being responsible and independent. I'm not a baby anymore, so can you treat me like an adult for once?
Of course not. But you're my kid, and it's my job to take care of you.
Alex crosses their arms, a hint of frustration in their voice I get that, but I'm not a baby anymore. I want to be treated like an actual person, not a fragile doll you need to protect.
What do you mean sweetie? I ask as I put my arm around him
Alex shrugs off your arm Sweetie? Seriously? You still treat me like a kid. Alex crosses their arms, looking slightly annoyed.