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Input: So this is coming off a recent conversation and a growing conflict I've had with my mother. Recently I feel like I've matured quite a lot and I'm wanting to start being a lot more independent. I'm 26 years old, I've just started turning a lot of things around in my life, losing weight, improving my mental health, and getting into a new relationship where communication has been absolutely fantastic. I'm embarking on serious plans to hit the ground running in 2019 in my career, and I feel like I am finally in the right mindset to make it happen. 

I'll try to give a cliffsnotes summary of some important info my relationship with my mom: She was never a helicopter parent, but about as close as you could get. She would do just about everything for us growing up. My brother and I were almost never asked to do chores, other than keeping our rooms clean (and for the record, our rooms were NOT kept clean). I remember that dynamic continuing all the way up to adulthood. Looking back it was almost like I was being picked up after without even knowing it.

So fastforwarding to the present moment:

My mom has done my taxes every year for as long as I can remember. And as a way of me wanting to be more independent, I asked her if she could send me previous returns and I would do them myself this time. I figured it would be great to finally start learning the adult shit I need to learn and I also thought she would appreciate me actually taking the initiative instead of just having her do them. But instead she got very quiet.

At first she said it was fine and she'd send me what I need. Then she asked me again a couple months later if I needed any help figuring it out. And I said I would let her know.  And again a month or so after that. And again. And it kept going until I eventually couldn't take it any more, until today, when I asked her directly if there was any problem. She insisted there wasn't but she had really uncomfortable body language, so I asked her if she was okay. She continued to insist she was fine, but eventually she told me that she didn't understand why I wouldn't want her help. She also asked if I wanted to do my own taxes because I have an issue with "the idea of my mom doing things for me". I got the sense that she was hurt that I wanted to take a more independent approach to this, and that she was also anxious of a lot of things she worried I might miss if she didn't teach me.

I mainly want to do my own taxes because, well, they're my taxes. She continued to say that it was fine that I wanted to do that but kept giving body language that showed she was very uncomfortable.

Eventually, she said that she felt that there were some things that she was worried I might miss if I just took them and started doing them myself, so she wanted to go through things with me, just to make sure I knew. I felt really relieved because she finally told me how she felt, and I asked her why she didn't just say that in the first place, rather than keep asking me the same thing over and over. She said "she didn't know how to say it this way", i.e. she didn't know how to express how she felt.

So I feel really conflicted. I feel like on one I gave into what my mom wanted again so she could feel less anxious. On the other I feel like it's just the right thing to do is to play the good son and let her show me what she wants to show me, even if I would rather it be done another way.

I think there is a lot about this dynamic that isn't about the taxes, but rather other things that are buried between us. There's a monumental amount of stuff that I want to address with her eventually regarding the way me and my brother were brought up that led to both of us being very poor at communication and caused us to struggle in our relationships and personal development for a long time. 

When I talk with her now, having gone through serious education on proper communication, alarm bells start ringing. She gives off so many signs of discomfort, but adamantly insists that nothing is wrong. Eventually she might admit that there is an isse, but it takes honestly a solid 20 minutes of heart to heart conversation before we can start to get to the core of the issue. It's exhausting for us both and I wish it didn't take so much time and effort to get to where she actually expresses how she feels about something.

I feel like I might be the asshole because my expectations are too high with regard to her communication, or because I'm subconsciously bringing in old stuff from childhood when I talk to her, or because I'm pushing the issue too hard and making her uncomfortable. Hopefully this is enough info to go off of. I feel like I'm being careful and considerate of my mother's feelings, but am I the asshole?

trying to be more independent from my mother