Why can't my family understand that by making me wear clothes that they like, they are restricting me from being independent and expressing myself? Like, nana, you don't have to care over my choice of clothes. You ain't the one who people will judge, it's me who they gon judge. I'm nearly 18 and I have only a few items of clothing that I love, the rest either a like or love-hate or just loath. And try to understand that I don't like short sleeves for a reason. My arms are quite muscled and short sleeves makes me insecure about them. And having short sleeves on my school uniform ain't my problem, I can't do anything about it, that's school policy. Wearing short sleeves at home is different to when I wear short sleeves when I want to look pretty when I go out, my arms just takes out the pretty in my opinion.