Oh Mother *sigh*

On Sunday, I spent a lot of time with my mother. First we had breakfast together at my grandma's and then we went to visit my grandpa's grave. After that we went to the movies together and she invited me to dinner. And it came as it usually does when my mother and I spend some quality time together: She critizes me and hurts my feelings. I love my mother to bits, I thinks she's an awesome woman, but it's like she can't help herself. She just seems to know all my weak spots, you know, the things that I don't really wanna dwell on and brings them up all of a sudden. I hate the effects her words have on me. She's capable of planting doubts in my mind like no other. I try to ignore what she says, but then there's this tiny voice in the back of my head that says: But what if she's right? I don't actually think that my mother does this on purpose, she just want's me to be happy, but still, it sucks. I'm still trying to figure out how to react in these kind of situations. I guess I need to grow a spine and stand up for myself more, but I tend to wig out and just get passive-agressive or really quiet. Nothing like family...