When I was younger I was glued to the hip of my mom. I was practically her little shadow. Everywhere mom went I went too. Then, of course, I became a teenager and became a real pain in the butt. You know, your typical teenage girl doesn't get along with her mom stuff. While I'm technically still a teenager now I've grown a whole lot closer to my mom. She's actually kind of my best friend. We might now have matching friendship bracelets to prove it, but I think she knows this already. Here's exactly how I know she's one my besties for life.

She's the first one I tell all of my dramatic stories to.

In high school every single night we'd sit on her bed together and I'd tell her of my fantastic dramatic tales that occurred in one day of high school. I'd tell her who was still dating who, who broke up with who, who was being a real bitch that day, and who had recently gotten hotter. I'm now almost three hours away from her and every couple days or so I call her up to tell her how many cute boys are in my classes or how the people next door were being super annoying last Friday night or even all of the funny things I see drunk people do every weekend.

She's who I tell even my most dull of stories to and still listens.

During these same phone calls I even tell about what I did in class that day, or how the laundry room was super packed when I went to do my laundry, or how I ate some vegetables today and that she should be proud of me that I ate something other than pizza. I'm surprised that she really doesn't hang up when I tell her these super pointless things, but I guess that's how I know she really loves me.

She's my therapist.

What can I say? The woman has seen me do it all. She's seen me both laugh and cry uncontrollably. She's rubbed my back as I've sobbed like I'm four years old. There's really nothing I haven't really talked to her about. She knows my biggest fears and never holds them against me and absolutely never judges.

She can ALWAYS tell what my mood is without me even saying a word to her.

You know how you can walk in the door and your mom can just sense your mood? Oh yeah, she definitely does that. It's like her own superpower. Yes, it's super annoying when she asks me ten or more times if I'm okay. After finally telling her what is wrong I know that she only bothered me to make me feel ten times better.

She gives me the best advice when needed.

She's probably the best person I've ever gotten advice from. Like I said earlier she never judges me. She puts me in my place when needed and tells me if I was in the wrong in a situation. She doesn't do this to make me feel bad, but to ensure that I'm bettering myself as a person. She wants to see me be the absolute best version of myself and I strive to absolutely do so.