Leaving And Deceiving

(I’m leaving home for the first time. My mom is having anxiety.)

Mom: *crying* “Don’t go!”

Me: *trying to be gentle* “Mom, I’m only moving to the next town over.”

Mom: “So?”

Me: “Well, when you moved out you moved the next CONTINENT over from your mom. It’s not that bad.”

Mom: “…”

Me: “Uh… [Little Brother] will keep you company? For always?”

Little Brother: *looks terrified*