They say, "The mother's love is strong."
I say, "My mom is drowning me in disappointment glares and suffocating me in a love that doesn't let go."
How can I fly away from my mom when she chooses to never let go of me? I do one thing wrong and she wants to go through my phone which is invading my privacy rights. I am still human. She thinks I am another species because of my mental illnesses. Like I am her monster that she is required to care for but she hides me away as though I am a secret that no one else can have. I have big dreams to accomplish and I need to get out of my small town at some point. I push forward towards my dreams and she pulls back on my cloak as if it's my leash. I never needed popularity it just happened when I left high school. I never wanted people to see me as perfect because perfect is an impossible standard that no one can reach. Yet my mom compares me to my older siblings and I fall short of her mark of expectations. If I am a monster to her then watch me become human revealing my emotional scars from the wrappings you use cover up my beauty. To find sunlight in the reality she created for me is like finding a coin in mud until something glistens then there is no way to find it.