It makes me angry as well. I'm the one going through it. So please stop acting like it's about you. I'm hurt. I'm scared. But I'm still trying,and I'll keep trying. I won't give up until I see it to the end. But you're giving me such a hard time. I know you care about me and my future. But please stop pushing me to something I'm not. I don't joke around because it's fun. I joke around because I'm tired of all the serious things going around me. And you just keep triggering me. I know you want the best for me. But,your approach might not be the best. I'm tired and overwhelmed. But you know I'm not the type of person to give up that easily. So please let me take care of this on my own accords. Maybe you'd prefer a dead daughter over a unsuccessful one. But I plan to be a mother who would always prefer a healthy daughter over a competent one. I'll fulfill your dream and become a successful daughter, I promise. But I'll move on my own pace. I'll make my success story an ideal. So in future if i ever get the chance to be a mother,my daughter wouldn't have to follow a toxic schedule. The only rule is grow at your own pace. That's what I'll teach her. I'll teach her that 17 is not too old to be successful. I'll teach her that she is not late. You can never be late,it all happens in the right time.
I don't know how I went from venting to becoming a mother.hahaha
