Squabble with mum

I'm still incensed by the distasteful trifle I had with my mum just now.

Well I know it's a trivial matter. She took one of my bags and carried out without seeking my permission, and when I questioned her why she chose to take my bag out when she has so many herself, she just conveniently swept it off and defensively said she didn't think of it, adding on that I talk too much.

The point is, I'm not being petty and selfish here. That bag is not some branded bag or something, but it's basic respect to me. How would you like if somebody even your mum, takes your personal belonging or stuff to use without giving a hoot and behaves as if it's perfectly alright?

I can stomach a lot of nonsense from her but I can't swallow this 'taken for granted' kind of attitude.

Even when I told her as a matter of fact that she should ask my permission the next time if she wants to use my bag, she thought that I was making a big fuss out of it and chided me with disdain. Now who's making a big fuss? I'm not asking her to apologize but to be receptive to comments. Definitely I can let her use my stuffs but unless she displays respect in that sense.

Argh. I hate squabbles with mum. It just further portrays her misperception and ignorance in life in which I've pardoned her for almost the past decade. When will she be able to really perceive me from deep within?

Well, I guess no matter what happens, I still have to love her afterall. I should be. I ought to.