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You know mom, sometimes…

… it may seem really stupid, but it would be nice if you could say the same thing, but just in a way that makes me feel less like a moron for not being able to live up to all the things you dreamed I could be AFTER you decided to care about what everyone else thinks instead of what you taught me first. Thanks, of course I know you love me. Sometimes it’s just really hard to understand why you show it this way and why I hate it so much half the time. Just parenting, I guess?