Monday, March 14, 2016 "Right."

Monday, March 14, 2016
Week: 31
Songs to Remember:

        My parents contradict themselves so often because they always want to be right. Their word is supposedly the be all, end all. They always want to get the last say in anything.

        When I told my mom I wanted to get a job, she told me "No. You stay home and you study." Whenever I'm being yelled out and accused for something for the wrong reasons, I don't talk back. Why? Because I was raised and my parents were too-protective. I couldn't really say much of anything, and there's this belief that children should not talk back to their parents. It doesn't matter anyways, because if I do talk back, my parents don't consider it. They just "Whatever" or "I don't care about your reason, all that matters is blah blah."

        And so I don't sometimes. And in those times when I don't, they scold me for not being more open, talkative, that I don't assert myself enough. Because of all of this, I just remain quiet. There's no point in arguing, because I know that if I speak, it wouldn't make a difference to them. I'm conditioned to think that every time I talk, there's gonna be me ending up on the punishment end.

        No wonder I'm not social enough,or lack common sense. It's cause I never get the chance to think for myself.