I'm so depressed. I'm talking with my mom (right at this moment, I'm typing while she's talking) and it's SOOOOOOOOO FFFRUSSSSTTRRRRATTTINNNGGGGGG!!!!
UUUUURRRRRR.
I just can't get through to her and that's okay. At least we're not having an actual fight. She just has all these ideas and she forgets when she's telling me what to do too much. Like, way TOOO much advice.
I'm going to start trusting myself. More. As it turns out, I'm mostly right about everything, relating to how my parents think and how we get along... I can trust myself and my instincts. Now I need to work on respecting them, because I can't change what they think. Respecting, and listening, instead of talking back. Letting things that others say just kind of... float away.
It's okay though! *sigh*
I have my own goals. I think that having goals must be a sort of thing you can't always explain to other people. It's okay if NOBODY understands except me.
AAAARRRGG!! The conversation has continued....
Cara: *bangs head repeatedly on laptop keyboard* *stabs laptop screen violently with pen point* *snatches up all sharp objects in room, throws--*
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