How can you expect me to be flawless, mother, when all I hear is "you're lazy" and "you never do anything"?

You claim to know your child, so why were you unaware that she was experiencing depression and insecurity?

When she stares down at her body, she feels discussed. You tell her it's okay since she's gone through worse in her teenage years. Why do you treat your daughter the same way you were treated when you could treat her better like other mothers?

I hope that one day we might switch roles so that I could show you what it's like to be a teenage girl in this generation.

they tell you to be perfect to be like them when you are trying your hard to just eat a damn food after there insults you tell me you made me my favorite food and then say I should eat less because I’ll get fat you get me my favorite soft toy but then tell me that they are wast They help me fall asleep, remind me of my childhood, and bring the little girl who had been burned inside of me out of my body, yet I should put them away

because I'm not a kid anymore.

You expect me to graduate with honors, but all I can worry about is whether I'm good enough or if I'm doing anything wrong. You then wonder why I'm not eating anymore after saying, "I'm just being grumpy or

overreacting."

I look to everyone for affection since I've never had the love I deserve. When they ignore me, I feel like I'm bothering them and I want to be by their side all the time. I am scared that they will leave me, I’m scared what if they abandon me and I wonder if this is because I have mommy issues or daddy?

But then again you help me when I’m injured you get worried to death when I’m sick you tell me that sweets are not to good for me and then later you bring them for me I tell you I love strawberries and the next day boom they are in the fridge

You tell me that I shouldn't go to these places because she didn't when she was my age, and you expect me to be unaffected by seeing girls my age go wherever they want and stay up all night while I'm here fighting with you about not wanting to clean the room. I see All the kids having the time of their lives.don’t you think it’s unfair

You treat me as though I don't have feelings or desires of my own, and you act as though you are doing it for my benefit—should I laugh at that?

But once more, mother, I would choose you to be my mother in any and all lifetimes.

I just wish you treated me better

Life goes on but the memories get stuck in your head

If only you were like other mothers. I wish you could be my best friend and I could tell you everything, but I suffer alone at night, afraid that you would be mad if you found out don’t you think that’s not right

I don't want to shatter your heart, but I wish I could tell you how badly you treated me. and how hurt your girl is

I love you mom but I’ll never treat my kids like you did