This troper's mother. MY. GOD. As if being a Smother wasn't bad enough, she also places having a perfect image and being the best above someone's emotional well-being, to the point where she turns a blind eye to anyone who's depressed or troubled. It's gotten to the point where this troper no longer loves her and simply keeps up the facade of even giving a single shit about her to keep peace in the family. Additionally, whenever a Smother-type character appears in this troper's writing, it's at least VERY MUCH based off of her.

...*Hugs*?

There's no law requiring you to stay on speaking terms with an abusive mother. This troper cut off all contact with his Smother, to the great benefit of his mental health.

Yes, but this troper (the original poster) is still below the age of majority. Also, my father is still married to her and alive. Given that he is awesome and still a major part of my life, and that I have two pets living with my Smother, their not being dead (my father is getting there, and my dogs are quite old) is the only thing keeping me bound to her.

Also, ThisTroper's. With a heaping helping of DoesNotLikeMen for good measure. You can imagine how that goes when her only so-called "daughter" is a transguy]...in addition to giving his brother hell...

This troper's mother is part this and part lethal chef. She's' also a Tsundere.

This troper's mother fits pretty well in this category, considering that this troper ''never'' gets to go out with her friends or anywhere that her mother deems as 'unsafe'. She claims that this troper will be able to go out more when they move out of this neighborhood, but after 5 or 6 years of hearing this over and over, this troper's given up hope.

Ditto here. This troper ''will never be allowed to take a bus by himself in his life''. Apparently, a big, fat, 19-year-old guy is a prime target for child abductors unless he has one of his 50-year-old parents with him. She'd also run across the country while bleeding to death to give him a parka in the middle of July "just in case it gets cold". She's a Grade Nazi (Then again she is a teacher). She's always on his case about losing weight (so is his dad), and everything is the fault of "those games". Top it off with a small sprinkle of "Everything ever touched by a stranger ever has AIDS." And of course, this is the ''minimum'' requirement to being a good parent and loving your child. Everyone else is a bad parent for actually taking some time for themselves once in a while instead of obsessively making sure nothing the slightest bit negative ever happens to their child. After all, if you kid dies, how is he supposed to get good grades and become a doctor or an engineer or Jesus or some other acceptable career? First the kid gets a 60 on his math test, and then he's out smoking, drinking, doing drugs, having sex, the works. All 'cause the parents went to go take a shit instead of helping their 30-year-old cross the street safely. I'm sure there's more, but I can't think of anything. Know what the funny part is, though? Go on. Guess her name...

Wait, just thought of one more. On several occasions, she has had bizarre and surreal nightmares of bad things happening to me that she thinks are premonitions.

Okay, your mother officially needs psychological help.

Well, maybe I'm exaggerating a little in my annoyed state. Most of her behavior can be blamed on YouCanPanicNow. The Grade Nazi-ing is probably her trying to avoid TheCobblersChildrenHaveNoShoes, since she is a teacher (of second grade, but a teacher nonetheless).

My mother has the same issue. Recently, I was invited to hang out with some friends from campus. Her reaction when she found this out? She demanded that I ''text her every hour on the hour'' to let her know that I was safe, and then, when that wasn't enough, got my younger brother to ''rig my phone so I could be tracked anywhere ever.'' This isn't parenting, it's borderline STALKING! And I'm almost 23... She also told me to "not drink anything I'm given [by them]," despite the fact that this was going to be on a Monday morning. I don't know whether to be depressed or relieved that my friends ultimately had to cancel our plans.

I believe you can get around the tracking device by taking out the battery when you want privacy. Or just, you know, get a new phone. You're old enough. But seriously, do something, that's creepy.

This troper's mother has a number of habits: telling her when to get her hair cut, not to go out so late, you should go to bed!, is your homework done? This troper is 22. The mother also has a distressing tendency to glom onto her while she (the troper) is eating dinner. It's reached the point where even the troper's father says "For god's sake, stop doing that."

Update: the troper is now 24. Every time she visits home (she lives in a city less than two hours' travel away from her parents), her mother reminds her that any time she finds life out there too difficult, she can always move back. The fact that the troper is an ESL teacher and lives in a place where 50% of the population do not speak English as a first language - while her hometown is 90% anglo-Canadian - just makes this suggestion even more absurd.

My mom definitely suffers from this. Though, to be fair, she did grow up in a BigScrewedUpFamily, with her pretty much being the neglected (borderline hated) middle child, and even admitted that it was ok if I thought she was a bit nutty. But, damn, she goes crazy with the mothering. Half the time she won't let me cut up apples or other such foods because she thinks I'll hurt myself. She also tells me when to burner on the stove is hot, when I've obviously seen it was being cooked on. If I get a bad grade on a test, I have to do over the test so I understand what I did wrong. I hate bringing friends around her, because about 98% of the time I have, a month later, the end up not being my friend anymore. If I go out, I usually have to call often to let her know where I am/doing. And I absolutely ''cannot'' ignore her phone calls.

On a slightly different note, I actually find this funny that TV/movies/what-have-you usually portray smothers as doing this only to their sons rather than their daughters. There seems to be about the same (if not more) amount of girls who end up suffering from their mothers in real life.

This troper's Grandma is like this, although she has a very good excuse: she has a very, ''very'' bad memory, meaning that while her advice is good, it's either:

Totally out of place: she constantly gets me (20 years old) confused with my cousins (13 and 6), and as such freaks out any time I try to leave their house to get food, or watch a violent movie, or whatever.

She Forgets that she gave advice, or that we already answered her questions. Asking someone if they want a piece of pie is fine. Asking them if they want pie every five minutes for an hour is rather annoying. Fortunately, my (Extremely patient) grandpa is usually able to contain her smothering.

Pie every five minutes? What could possibly go wrong!

Because it's not always pie (it's usually vegetables), if you say no she'll be depressed for the rest of the day, and literally ''every five minutes for hours on end'' (makes getting anything useful done nigh impossible). Fortunately, there's an out: accept the first food item, but don't eat it. Every time she comes over with food she'll see that I have something and leave me alone.

That's not a Grandsmother, that's ''sad!''

Update: She's gotten quite a bit better recently due to some new medication. She's still quite forgetful, but it's nowhere near as bad.

My beloved Smother thinks it's not a good idea to spend hours in the desert with my GF. I think she's crazy. I think with my brain. It might be risky if I didn't have Attention Deficit Ooh Shiny on the side.

My gran gets like that sometimes... what is it with grandmothers and feeding people? Also, before I leave to get the bus, she asks me if I've gone to the bathroom this morning. Aaargh! I'm 18, I can regulate my own toilet routines thank you very much!

My mother was like this as well. Calling up teachers for every one of my classes, making sure to meet and evaluate each and every one of my friends, looking through my laptop while I was asleep every night for god knows how long, reading all my notebooks that I kept in my backpack, and making sure that my computer was always, always set up within eyesight wherever she was. This was justified by her as making sure I stayed on the right path and got into a good school. The worst, however, was that on two separate occasions, she hired my cousins in school to insert themselves into my social circle for the sole purpose of keeping an eye on me and reporting my school activities. All of this was met with depression on my part, and severely inhibited my school activites, making her push me even more. When it was at it's worst, I was failing all of my classes from being smothered too much. I ended up running away, living on the street for about a week while still going to school, finding a new place to live with some other people for awhile, picking up my grades without anyone's help, and getting into an exclusive private art school on my own without her help. All of this was to show that I do NOT need her in my life anymore, and we finally made up when she realized I could look after myself.

This troper dated a guy with a mom like this. But here's the thing: this troper is gay, and the ex in question wasn't out to his parents at the time. We only dated for a month, but visiting him at his parents' was ''extremely'' awkward.

Up until a year ago, [[{{Crion87}} this troper's mother seemed to fit the bill]]. She's now worse than ever. There was for a period of time (while he was in a long-distance relationship with someone from a few towns away who turned out to be a borderline nutter anyway) is a slight aversion of the trope - some of the time. However, it did save his neck concerning a certain ex-girlfriend; nonetheless, my mother's being MyBelovedSmother seems to have intensified since this troper moved back to the town where his parents lived (in a residence this troper is renting, but anyway...) out of red-tape issues with trying to go somewhere else. All this makes this troper wish that someday he would catch the eye of some Northern European woman or such ''who could get him out of the Commonwealth of Australia altogether just to put the whole thing to rest'' '''without''' ''trying to become a SelfMadeOrphan''...

This troper's mother was somewhat like this, though nowhere near as bad as what most people here seem to have had. Needless to say it stopped with college, which makes this troper wonder how your parents manage this when you're hundreds/thousands of miles away.

My Mum is like this at times. It even goes to the point where I'm not allowed to wear what I want... As in, I'm not allowed to wear a) skirts/shorts/t-shirts (even on a hot day) and b) any black. This is pretty tame though, considering the other examples on here.

Not as bad as several aforementioned examples, but this troper has a friend whose mother is kind of the type. He even cited "not wanting another mother" as the reason he wasn't keen on the idea of a relationship with a girl of the controlling type. Luckily, that never came to pass for other reasons. His friends are having a lot of fun with him about this, often being able to accurately predict when it's his mother that's calling him.

This troper's mother tried to be this for the first 15 years of his life. She would read through his conversations, which he carefully edited when done, check his grades, which he jacked up so she couldn't see, go through his homework, which he'd conveniently "lose", and freak out about my emotionally unstable girlfriend who flickers between spiteful bitch, distant companion and absolutely delightful romantic frequently. This all came to an end when, in the same day, I showed her all of my grades, showed her how I do my homework (Showing absolutely none of the work, just simple answers, which gave his teachers-at-the-time a hernia), told her about how I absolutely LOVE the masochism tango I was in with my girlfriend, and even told her that I'd been dancing it with her for something like 3 years at the time. She left me alone about that stuff from then on.

My mother is this at times. I really do love her and she helped me a lot during my childhood, but the whole picking out what I wear everyday, leaving 'cute' notes in my notebook about how much she loves me, getting mad a me for not saying 'I love you' over the phone at the end of each conversation, and cutting up my food for me? Kinda getting old...

This Troper's mother likes to plan out everything that he does, even when there are other things that he does. Not as bad as other examples on this page, but still irritating. Somewhat justified in that he is basically BrilliantButLazy (with an extra helping of lazy) personified.

This Troper's mom does this in little ways. If we go out, she always asks us if we have our keys, wallet, cell phone, warm jacket, what have you. And then she hangs a big ol' lampshade on her behavior by saying "Oh, let me micromanage your life just a little bit more!" It's mostly a joke now, since she expects us to be self-sufficient within reason (letting ourselves in the house, arranging transportation to places).

Not ThisTroper's mother; we've gone for years without so much as an email, or even knowing where in the country either of us are living. But after listening to her complain about current husband's mother, I had the pleasure of throwing her own advice, given to my sister, back at her "You have to watch out for those Momma's boys." And she should've known better, because her first mother-in-law, ''my Dad's mother'', was a control freak to a terrifying degree.

This troper's mother. Micromanages everything even when I've explicitly told her I don't want to do what she wants me to do, reads my prep obsessively, looks through my texts, nags me constantly, won't let me go outside because "it's not safe", is obsessed with me and always wants to be near me, sets ridiculous curfews on my behaviour (not allowed out after 10.30, in bed by 9.30), never trusts me to make sensible decisions, always tries to do things for me even when I know more about what I'm supposed to be doing than she does...yeah, basically she tries to live my life for me. No wonder this troper likes being away from her mother.

This troper's mum wants to control everything from the hobbies she wants me to have to ''how I walk and talk'' (apparently, I'm too boy-ish in behaviour), complete with shoving backwards, misogynist ideas down my throat. When I was studying in the same city as my parents, she tried to get me to come home every single weekend based on completely stupid excuses. On a particular evening when I was in a hurry to go back to my dorm, my little sister notes: "If I was her, I'd go too." It's resulted in my dad keeping me as far away from the household as for as long as humanly possible so that I don't lose the self-reliance and self-survival skills I gained when I was seventeen and my parents lived halfway across the Earth. My aunt and uncle have started to become a bit like this as well, but their case is more than justified: they lost their son to cancer scarcely two months ago and I'm the closest youngster they have to his age.

Not nearly as bad as some of the examples on this page, but my mom could be considered as a smother. She once said that when I move out to go to university that she would ''move to an apartment near campus'' before I insisted otherwise. Whenever I go out with friends, she always assumes we're going to be getting plastered/doing drugs/having sex, despite me never having done anything to make her suspect such things. She assumes she knows everything about me and knows my every thought... even though she ''really, really doesn't''. She reads my texts and paws through my internet history, getting extremely angry if she finds a page... that ''has swearing on it.'' She also reads my diary, and again, got furious at me for swearing in a private diary that ''no one was ever meant to see,'' writing things like 'this is not the vocabulary a young lady should have!!' in the margins. She has a variety of excuses for reading my journal. Everything from 'I'm afraid that you, a happy-as-can-be youngster, might become ''suicidal'', and I'm reading it for hints' to simply 'this is my house, and you can have some privacy when you get your own house'. Still, otherwise, she is a great mom, and I can't help but love her clingy, at-times annoying self.

This is this tropette's mother. Period.

My mother is nowhere near as bad as most of these, but she does have her moments. I'm 40, and she calls me almost every night to check up on me. The crowning moment, which I gleefully shared with my siblings so we could rag on her mercilessly later, was when a class I was in planned a weekend trip to Quebec City. Since funds were limited, odds were good that we would only have two rooms, and they would have to be unisex. Mom flipped out and told me I couldn't go. The week before the trip, she called and said that she guessed it would be all right, since there would be another girl in my room for protection. Good thing I had signed up over a month before and had already made all the necessary arrangements. The punchline: this was about two years ago. I was 38.

I had a landlady who was like this. She constantly complained about how my mother kept the house and gave unsolicited parenting advice. She would talk for hours, even if it was obvious that the other person was desperately trying to politely end the conversation. Once, she told me that most women my age (20) already had full-time jobs, kids, and went to school full-time. My response that my mother had taught me better than to have a baby at such a young age did not go over well. Note, I was attending college full-time and was looking for a job but due to the economy was having no luck. When my mother and I moved, she came over for a visit and, without asking, walked through the house, dragging her apologetic husband with her. She was a nice person and let my mother rent the place much cheaper than it was worth, but God, did she annoy me.

Once, this troper and my brother wanted to stay home while our parents went out. My mother's excuse for why we couldn't? The police might come check and see if we'd been left alone. Don't you just hate those random police investigations?

Even though I've recently been allowed to stay up as long as I want in weekends... I have to stay in my room after Mom's gone to bed. Sucks for me if I want to play the Wii in the basement, because there's too much of a risk of someone seeing lights in the basement and breaking in at night... ...wouldn't it actually be more likely for robbers to break into a house with no lights, meaning either that everyone's asleep or that there's no one home?

She also won't let me use the sewing machine for making {{cosplay}} clothes, because 1. she's afraid I'll break anything, which is... slightly understandable because it costs a lot to repair it if it should happen, or so she says, and: 2: ''She's afraid I'll get too disappointed if the clothes don't turn out the way I want.'' ...REALLY, mom. Really? Does she think I can't handle small letdowns like that at ALL?

Also, it's just ''sad'' seeing how she sometimes has to ask my brother if he's put on new underwear for today, especially for gym class. He's ''14''.

This troper doesn't have any issues with her OWN mother.. she's great (Crazy, but great). Her sister, however, is so incredibly clingy, demanding, dependant, and everything else you can think of.. She's probably going to be a Smother to my godson but only time will tell on that one (He's only 6).

I had this neighbor for a time she was married and had three little boys and she was very over protective of them and overly religious, she wouldn't allow them to watch cartoons including Disney, play video games, play trading card games, eat snacks with sugar, play sports, and go trick or treating (because Halloween was "the devil's day") all because of very silly reasons, I felt so sorry for them they were basically not allowed to do really anything without her consent, any time she caught my family members and I doing something with them she wouldn't allow them to do she would yell at us and tell us "you are setting a bad example for them", the dad on the other hand was more relaxed and he didn't agree with everything she did, he even snuck out to take them trick or treating once, eventually they moved away, I wonder what the kids are like now.

Without going into details, I will simply say that I know from experience that when this trope is combined with ParentalFavoritism, the results are not good at all.

my beloved smother is a homophobic, manipulative bastard that makes me suffer for my sexual orientantion and always trying to manipulate me through her health issues, she is so annoying that I do not feel any affection for her and I maintain a facade to avoid destroying my family

This troper's (s)mother is like this. Despite the fact that he is 17, she thinks every person out there intends to rape and/or murder him in a most gruesome manner. For additional fun, he is being guilt tripped for not having enough friends every now and then. Here's an example conversation. #QUOTE#Mother: "Why are you late?!" #QUOTE#This troper: "I was talking to someone from school." #QUOTE#Mother: "I really think you need more friends. So why are you late?" #QUOTE#This troper: "*sigh* I took a later bus so I could talk to him." #QUOTE#Mother: "Why?"

My mom was very... territorial of our house when she was there, to the point where I was actively discouraged from bringing friends over. This left more than a few budding friendships fallow, much to my chagrin. When she left and moved back to Maryland, my ''uncle'', of all people, called her out on it when my sister was denied a sleepover. According to my little sister, she's been getting much better. Due to my hometown being relatively small, I didn't meet any new friends until high school, several years after the divorce.

This troper's mother. She's obsessive-compulsive about keeping our house completely spotless. No one many come over until the house is clean, according to her. Meaning that whenever you ''want'' someone to come over, you must dust every nook and cranny.

This same troper's mother on her Facebook wall. Her comments range from something as simple as "HELLO!" to something as mortifying as, "I luv your new haircut sweety." I'm not 5~! I didn't even want to be friends with my own mother in the first place. Well, at least there's a delete button...

Definitely not as bad as other examples on this page, but my mother insisted on a curfew of 9pm...when I was twenty years old, and my sister was nineteen. This was an issue since my sister and I were active in school organizations, meetings usually started past 6pm but we had to get out by 7:30 if we wanted to make it home on time. Unfortunately graduation didn't solve these problems: mother still insists we tell her where we're going, and starts fretting if we aren't home by dark. Note that I'm about to go to medical school, and my sister just got her first job as a schoolteacher.

This (high-school-age!) troper's mother began questioning me about possible drug use when I had the misfortune of accidentally referring to a 5-man sleepover I went to as a "party".

This troper has a friend who's mom is completely this. She was terrified that when he went off to University that it would be horrifying for him and that everyone would hate him, since he is a bit of an Otaku. It might be kind of justified since she is an extremely fundamentalist Christian, and it is a Christian University. What happened? They discovered that literally everyone here is into something geeky or nerdy, and was ''not'' what she expected from a Christian University. She tried to get him expelled. She failed, and he's doing fine now, but it got rediculous for a while.