Monday, February 2, 2009

Parents

What does it matter that you are the parents? How does that make what you say go? Why do I have to do something that in NO WAY affects you when you want it done? Why do you get to decide what I do and when?

I don't get it. You are the parent so you think you are some sort of God. It doesn't make any sense. All it does is frustrates me. I know you think I'll turn out like you, but I won't. I would rather die, then treat my kids the way you treat me. You rights do not make up for all the wrongs you've caused me.

3 comments:

  1. Hahahaha! sorry, I had to laugh... I'm okay now, I got it out....
    I'm sorry you're frustrated and can't see how power hungry parents are, the control freaks, but they wish you only happiness. It just sometimes comes about in a round-about way... you know, through chores and rules...
    Oh yeah, one last thing, THEY OWN YOU! So as much as it sucks...they always win. And you will live through the unjust times.. though it will hurt.

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  2. Teenage Angst! It'll get better. All parents do funny things, me thinks..

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  3. Ahh, parents. I have my fill of rough times with them, too. Trust me.

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