Next week I’m gunna be chilling with my friend, Envy. We’re gunna watch Frozen together. I’m very nervous, because I don’t want this to go anywhere past friends because I don’t think I can ever see her as more than a friend.
Why would you tell me to start grow up, but won’t let me? Part of growing up is making decisions for myself. You consistently tell me what to do every fucking day and it just keeps piling on and on: the stress, irritation, tiredness, work load. Can you not see I’m trying my hardest for you and for myself?! I’m going to a school that I don’t even enjoy anymore which pays well in the future for you! I’m working a part time job so I can actually help pay for such expenses that you both need help with for you! I’m putting all this effort into everything that’s happening in my life and you can’t even give me 1 fucking break and actually let me grow up! The only thing that has grown is how stressed and tired I’ve slowly become and I’m starting to wear thin. It’s like no matter how hard I try, no matter how much work I put in to something, no matter how much I care, it will never be good enough for you, my own parents. I’m just done trying to please you.
I might be getting high blood sugar because of my own decisions, but you are definitely giving me high blood pressure because of how much you keep on fucking talking.