You make me feel worse off. Like I'm ugly or I have problems when I clearly don't. I let you make me feel this I just don't understand why I hear judgements from you. I just want to do what I want. I'm an adult but not with you. You treat me like a child. You can care but you have no right to control me. I just want to f***ing scream. I do so much almost everything yet you have such opinions of me. Grapes don't taste like flowers and grapefruit juice is nasty. Why do I feel as if I have no voice. I don't have the energy to argue.