Time to Give Jildo the Axe?

The older I get the more I value transparency. I am who I am, not changing... nope, nope, nope. Can you see me? :D

The problem? My transparency is hurting people (cough, Mom). I love my mom. But, I know every time she reads my blog or at least every time I curse she about has a coronary. I can expect without fail after publishing a new post to get a call from my mom.

"Honey, do you have time to talk?"

Translation: "Honey, do you have time for a short lecture?"

I think I disappoint my mom a lot when I write the way I do, she takes it personally... she thinks she failed as a mother. Which is OBVIOUSLY absurd, because she is AMAZING. Nevertheless, I wonder if I should scale it back? Be less cray cray and more tres responsible (if thats possible- I might go cray cray trying)-- of course then I would have nothing to write about, because my life would be tres boring.

GAHHHHH. Between a rock and a hard place.

Is it time to kill "Jildo"? Or should I dress her in gingham and pearls (UGH BARF) and be the lady my mom wants me to be?

It's easy to not care what people think when they aren't your parents.

I'd ask for your suggestions, but honestly, right now I don't think I can take it. I already feel like I broke my mom's heart and its breaking mine.

-Jill