Well. Where to start. First off, I wish I had a full set of headphones. Is that really too much to ask? Parents claim that they will do anything for their children. I am your child.. All I ask for is maybe like 10 dollars maybe to buy new headphones, and gas money every once in a while to get out of this house. I stack wood for you whenever you ask, without a question or a complaint. I do dishes whenever it is needed. I clean up around the house when I feel it is needed. I get all of my school work done. I do well in school. I’m never out all hours of the night. I’m not out getting knocked up or driving around drunk. I’m honest, up front, and I honestly try to do what I can for you with what I have. What else do you want from me. My left arm? I’m sorry that I don’t let you in on everything I’m thinking or feeling. That really is my own personal head and I’m sorry that I don’t want to let you in. You care about my health physically, but what about my conscious mind? I have so much shoved into this little head. The only way to let anything out is to draw, or paint, or even through my pictures. Where is my support for the person I want to be? So what, I want to wear awkward things, or maybe even do awkward things. I know you don’t understand it, but can’t you just trust my intuition? I know what is good for me, I know what isn’t. You rant at me all day long. You think it’s helping me gain “responsibility.” How about you just leave me THE FUCK alone? I want to be who I want to be. You claim to understand, yet you just don’t. I’m beyond sick of it. I will be the person I want to be and you won’t change that. Accept the fact that I’m different than the perfect little daughter you want. You telling me I should do things differently is not going to make me want to change, in fact it makes me want to be me even more. I am going away to college next year and I realize that reality will smack me in the face even worse than it has. But guess what, I’ll be there to hit back even harder because I won’t let my own self down. I’ll excel in the profession I chose to follow. I will be all I can be. I will raise my children with what I’ve learned both what to do, and what not to do. I will give them the support and love they need to develop a healthy and conscious mind. I’ll make them travel and see what they were born into isn’t all that there is, that there is a world unseen to the naked eye. That anything you set your heart into, could work out to be gold. Gold in wealth, or in love, whichever they decide. Because it is their own life, and it is their own job to pick their own paths. I will not let my children into a life without a father, I will keep my family strong. I will not let my children into a life without a mother, I will be there every step of the way. I am, above all, stubborn. You either deal with it, and support me, or you quit, get off my back, and let me do it for myself. There is no in between.