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mother’s day pressures
I am very disappointed in myself and wish I were a better person than this. How could I conduct myself in this manner? How do I allow myself the unceremonious practice of planning nothing and doing nothing on a date like this, May 7, 2016, Mother’s Day?
I did receive a speech from my mother saying that every day is Mother’s Day and that I have given her all of my time. I do not believe this to be entirely true but just the perfect statement coming from a loving mother.
Yet, still haunted by the social pressures of common society, I feel so pressured and obliged to do something spectacular for my mother. I suppose keeping a record of all I have done for my mother since my existence is wise to top my efforts the next time.
Or perhaps staying healthy, wealthy, and wise is all a mother wants to hear. Or perhaps a dinner of appreciation is in order. Why not? Hosting a party might just be enough to show that you dare to care.
Cooking is the main problem. If you can’t host, how proud can a mother be to say, ‘That’s my son and that’s his doing’?
In self-reflection and loathing, I come to the realization and conclusion that hosting a party for guests would be of great value to my mom. She wouldn’t have to spend anything, and she would eat like the queen that she is.
I must learn how to cook for my own survival and the survival of the species.
Then again, to buy your way into her pleasures is to buy a box of chocolates that says, ‘Remember your son for he provides the greatest sweets a tongue has to offer.’
What will I do, young master? What will I do indeed?