Here we go again
with the blank stares
You question my every decision
Since when is that your place?
Curiosity is one thing
but I am a grown woman
You do not live by the standards of those around you
So why do you expect me to live by yours?
I love you, but I am not you
I make my own decisions
I second guess my own decisions.
I do not need those around me questioning every single thing I do.
It hurts. It makes me doubt myself more.
I know that is never your intent, but this has also never been your place.
So, please
Stop with the dead stares.
Stop making me feel like I can do nothing right.
Stop making me feel like my decisions, even the small ones,
make me worthless.
I do that enough to myself.
You are my friend. Just love me. Accept me.
You do not have to agree with me, but please let me be me.