to mom:
STOP FORCING ME TO BELIEVE IN YOUR RELIGION
STOP BLAMING ME FOR LITERALLY EVERYTHING & ANYTHING
STOP TAKING EVERYONE ELSE'S SIDE
STOP MAKING MY DECISIONS FOR ME
STOP TREATING ME LIKE I CANT HANDLE MY OWN LIFE
STOP DECIDING ON WHAT MAKES ME HAPPY
STOP BRINGING TOXIC PEOPLE INTO MY LIFE
STOP FORCING ME TO HAVE RELATIONSHIPS WITH OTHER PEOPLE
STOP TELLING ME HOW I CAN & CANNOT DRESS I'M NOT 5
STOP FORCING THINGS THAT WON'T WORK OUT
JUST STOP. IM SCREAMING FROM THE TOP OF MY LUNGS & YOU REFUSE TO LISTEN TO ME
i do not believe in this "God" that you claim to be your "lord and savior" because if he was real & he supposedly heals & shit, then where the fuck was he when i was drowning? where was he when i was crying myself to sleep every night for months? where was he no one else was? where was he when i felt like i couldn't breathe from everything around me? hm? you can't force me to believe in something that has never A. caught my interest, & B. has never shown up in my existence. i'm not into that. not to mention that everyone that calls themselves a "christians" are the worst hypocrites that i know, so lay the fuck off.
i don't understand why you blame me for things that i have nothing to do with?? i'm literally just sitting here in my room reading & listening to music, & you call me out just to blame me for shit that i had no idea about? real classy mother.
you never once listen to my side of the story. you're always taking sides with everyone else. maybe if you would listen to your own fucking daughter for once, you'd get more respect from me?? you don't take my side into any kind of consideration & don't say that you do, but you fucking don't otherwise i wouldn't be saying this.
you need to let me make my own decisions. i'm going to go to the college i want to go to. i'm going to live my own dream. i'm going to be who i want to be. you can't change that. why do you feel the need to take my life over? YOU ARE NOT ME. IT'S NOT YOUR LIFE. LET IT GO. i'm going to do what i can do for me & for my success. stop trying to take control. it's stressful.
i'm almost 18, i think that i am mature enough to handle things on my own, but you insist on holding my hand through everything. here's a bit of reality for you: i will be leaving this household when i graduate & will be going to college building my own life that you will not be apart of 24/7 365. you don't give me any breathing room at all & it's to the point where i feel like i'm suffocating. you've sheltered me my whole life, get off my back.
you simply do not know what makes me happy. i mean not a whole lot makes me happy anymore, but things like being with my friends makes me happy; they bring out the good in me. music makes me happy; you don't like the kind i listen to. living in the moment makes me happy; i don't have to worry about anything in that time. open your eyes and watch me doing these things, you'll never see me like that anywhere else.
you just had to remarry when you promised yourself you wouldn't until i was out of high school. that man you brought into this house is toxic. if you only knew how badly he scarred me.. but you don't care because "he's your husband and he goes before your family because that's what the bible says"
can you take a hint?
i scream at the top of my lungs just to get my point across, yet you can't hear me.
from, meli
