My mom always wanted perfection.
I wanted to be perfect but I couldn't.
No matter how I tried.
I couldn't ace it.
I got depressed.
I craved perfection.
I hate this part of my identity.
I want to be perfect.
I wanna be seen as perfection.
My mom hates me cause I'm not perfect.
I can't be myself no matter how much I try.
I grew up with this pain.
Now that I've grown up.
I'm gonna be myself and not care about other people's opinions.
So my question is was perfection another barrier for my mother?
Why couldn't she love me for me?
Does she hate me that much?
Those are questions she won't answer til this day.