Thread:FunAndGamess/@comment-34158552-20190915145425/@comment-38385461-20191129004811

Okay yeah hello rant time

Sometimes I am just so fricking angry with my parents. Like, I can't tell them anything or show them anything. I have to be so vague and cover up every last trace of me ever liking something. They shut down all of my ideas. I know they love me and they mean well, but I just can't with them. Here are a few examples of why I'm so mad (There are a lot more than this, trust me):

I was pretty young, I tell my parents about how I made up a story for one of my imaginary friends. Her son died and they had a funeral. He was buried under my grandma's trampoline. My parents told me imaginary things aren't allowed to die. I wanted their approval so much I came up with a way to revive him.

One time I was trying to memorize a song. My mom forbade me from singing it because I was "becoming too obsessed." I had been singing it for only two or three days, and I had sang it around her mabye three or four times at most, and even then it was never the full song, just parts of it.

I start screenshooting more memes and my parents immediately suspected I had social media and demanded I tell them. I still don't have social media (even though I'm allowed too, I just am too lazy and terrified of the internet)

Having to hide you guys from them because if you're talking to someone in the internet they're are a sexual predator OBVIOUSLY. I have to pretend to know you all in real life (I just use my friends names and say they said something someone online said.)

Telling me I shouldn't be friends with my friend because I got too emotional over her well being. It got my friend and I into a fight and it was one of the worst times of my life ecsuse she was the only person who didn't mind the way I speak and would actually be engaged in conversation.

Having to hide the fact that I don't just watch Studio C and their other various channels because I don't want them to question me (they know now, obviously.)

Everytime I act weird about them looking through my phone, my room, listening to my playlists they think I'm hiding something (I'm not. I just don't want them to judge me.)

Literally guilt tripping me and making me apologize for not wanting to give a hug, then lecturing me about it as they force the unwanted hug on me.

I can't tell them about anything I like. They automatically say "That sounds horrible. That's disgusting, how could you like something like that." Chill, mom and dad, I like murder mysteries, not worshiping Satan.

They have to tell everybody that I said something even when I specifically told them 10 times not to tell anybody.

They always fight me over jokes and take everything so seriously. I said something like "The genie doesn't need to control Aladdin, he can dance better than that himself." And then they got into a big fight with me over how it was CGI and that he actually was doing that himself. That ended up ruining my favorite scene in Aladdin (It's the You Ain't Never Had A Friend Like Me song for those of you wondering.)

I have so much more I could say but it's Turkey Day and we should be thankful for things so I'm just going to say that I'm thankful for this amazing video of Alex Brightman: Here

and also for the Macy's Day Parade