"It seems as though I only have two options: either I can be who
Mother expects me to be, or I can be whoever I want to be. Each seems as
treacherous as the other. I will find myself, soon, I just need to stop acting
my age and grow up. Mother only wants the best for me. We are old and
new versions of each other. I see pieces of her in me, and pieces of myself
in her,"
— Sep 25, 2025 04:40AM
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