January 8, 2010

  • Lost and Longing

    Most of my life I have wanted
    nothing more than to know
    who I am, to be accepted by
    my parents. I see now, that
    I will never ever have that.
    Especially when it comes to
    my mother.

    I have never ever pleased her
    during my adolescent years,
    nor have I pleased her in my
    recent teenage days. The
    constant belittling kills me.
    It breaks me down into what
    seems like nothing. No matter
    how hard I try, I fail yet
    another time in attempts to
    make my mother happy. 

    On an everyday basis, she
    always finds a way to make me
    feel unworthy. I'm not
    independent enough, I'm not
    smart enough, every single
    opinion or life choice I want
    to make is stupid. That's
    what she tells me anyways.

    It's quite ironic though, when
    I try to make independent
    choices, she tells me not to
    make them. When I'm out
    with friends just for a couple
    hours, she tells me to come
    home. I don't get her logic.
    She won't let me live my life.
    That's all I'm longing for, to
    live the life I've been longing
    for so I won't feel lost anymore.