Well.. where to start?!
Mom- just because I don't want to go to college doesn't mean I am going to live in a cardboard box. I don't understand why you think that a "better education", a "good" job, and money is what is going to make me happy. I hate how you expect me to be things I am not. I hate how you try to get me to see someone besides Justin, to "make sure I really want to marry him".. what does that accomplish? I love him so much I CAN'T see other people, and that's the way it SHOULD be when you are engaged. I hate how you criticize my choices because your life didn't turn out the way you wanted it to. But it's MY life, not yours. If I want to get married at 18, have a child at 20, and be a stay at home mom and writer, that is MY choice. That's what I want, so why can't you accept that? Why do I feel like if I don't do what YOU want, I will be a failure in your eyes?
Dad- You never wanted me in the first place. You were cheating on my mother when I was concieved. From day one, you have done nothing but control me, harass me, and put me down. I have no self esteem, thanks to you. You never respect me, and you treat me like a child.. yet you act more immature than I do. No matter what I do or say, it's never good enough. For some reason, I fear men because of you.. only the gods know what you did to me, because I can't remember. You made it hard for me to let Justin touch me at first.. the man I love and trust more than anything in the world. I swear that the day I turn 18, I am leaving for good and I will never come back to you or your house. For all I care, you can die alone and unloved. You have fucked up my life enough. I am through with you.
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Autonomy Not Uniformity
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