I was discussing my interests (video games and old cartoons like Jackie Chan Adventures, etc.) with my mom who was pretty absent when I was younger due to her work. During the entire discussion she seemed interested in me, but would always pull out a snide comment like "you're going to have to change" whenever I mentioned something about my personality that didn't get along with her extremely girly view of me (such as the fact that I have a kind of brash, gung-ho attitude towards life thanks to being raised around a bunch of other men).
What infuriated me was when we were walking home one afternoon and she pointed out her favourite bird. My favourite bird happens to be a vulture, and I pointed this out not expecting the hellfire that was about to come (my favourite bird is technically under the "New World Vultures" and is called the American Black Vulture). My mom got infuriated at me and said:
"Why do you choose to be this weird? You used to be cute when you were in elementary school!"
I got a little bit annoyed and said that it was my personality, only to receive her repeating the same line and that she was going to have to fix me. I got very, very angry and managed to hold it in until I was in my room because the years in which she said I was "cute" were the years in which I was constantly bullied/used/ignored by almost everyone (I was the "freak" of the class) to the point where I attempted suicide.
Yeah, just a childish rant, but I couldn't get it out of my mind without writing it down.