RANT RAHHHHHH

My. Mother. I love her, but I SWEAR TO GOD. She makes me put stuff in my hair, won’t let me style it how I want, and makes me wear these DUMB TENNIS SHOES. She got them for me when I broke my ankle. they were great while I was healing, but she kept making me wear them! Even after my PHYSICAL THERAPIST told her that the oversupport would make it hard to get back to walking! And she was right! Ive been wearing my converse when I go to my other parents house, and it hurts and my feet still get wobbly! Also, she makes me wear shit that I don’t want, and I have a total of 3 shirts at her house I want wear. THREE. (I want to clarify she doesn’t FORCE me, but she does stuff like tell me to go put perfume on, or stop repeating outfits, or put spray in my hair. I hate summer cuz she won’t let me wear baggy jeans, even though she doesn’t make an effort to get more shorts that she knows I like and I hav asked for! She also tells me things like “you can have more than one aesthetic.” I DONT WANT MORE THAN ONE. STOP SPRAYING ME WITH PERFUME EVERY TIME I WANT TO LEAVE THE HOUSE. She is also SET on me being a lawyer. Every time I say that I’m still open to other jobs, she’s like “well, you don’t know yet!” Then why are you going off on something I said when I was NINE? (I want to go into Archeology or a freelance art form like drawing, writing, animating, or game development) I do love her though. I can talk to her about almost anything except how I feel about how she wants me to be. She is a great mom in most categories, except for overstepping and making me feel like I can’t be who I want. 

Bye.