“You control and manipulate me with my own weakness; gullibility. In the past I've made excuses for your and my dad's behavior. I have hung my head, bit my tongue, looked the other way, cried, hurt myself, etc. You keep trying to change me and I'm getting sick of it. Just want to be myself. Who cares if I wear black all the time and listen to metal? Who cares if I like to be alone most of the time? Who cares if I don't like to do girly things? I'm your daughter and you shouldn't care what I wear or look like or who I'm friends with, you should love me unconditionally”
